The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1929-04-17
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might have dropped a perfuned
handkerchief there.
Then she noticed that she was
as the childhood saying goes, getting
warmer. But there was nothing in
sight except the beads. She gave
them a closer look and saw that
one was crushed.
She reached down and picked
them up. At once she guessed their
secret. They we're tiny, drop by
drop perfume containers that
looked like pearls.
How perfectly enhancing" she
raved and began to search for the
card that had accompanied them.
She found it beside the gray velvet
case that had held the beads. THE
rarest perfume in the world" her
father had written. Priceless;
don't waste it
Pamela promptly broke another
bead on a. fresh handkerchief and
inhaled the odor. Dads buying
me of in advance" she concluded
sagely.
Maybe he's bringing home a new
flock Of chambermaidS-and not a
blemish in boatload. The new
marriage can't be so hot. Well, old
dear. I love your taste in perfume. "
She thought Of that perfume now,
a faint touch on each of her deli
cate earlobes, and smiled with sat
isfaCtion
Then her eyes slid down for an
inspection Of her Sheerly covered
ankles and rose-slipppered feet. She
half turned for a better glimpse of
the crystal heels.
The maid, watching her closely,
saw a. look Of wrath flame over her
features just an instant before Pa
mela whirled upon her IN a blast
of fury.
DO you See?" Pamela cried. You
clumsy idiot! You have put my
stockings on crookedI'
The frightened maid Shrank back
from her in dismay. "Straighten
Pamela longed to box her ears.
DUT even Pamela had found the
- servant problem difficult one.
Several of the agencies had frankly
told her that they received so many
complaints against her they feared
she was getting a reputation among
the older and better trained serv-
ants of being a hard taskmistress.
Nothing but fear of losing the girl
restrained Pamela from physically
furnishing her for her small offense.
But at least she could indulge in
tongue laShing. Another thing, }"
she said accusingly. You neglected
to press my pajamas yesterday. And
see that they go to the cleaners
after a second wearing"
At this point the maid dared to
speak in her own defense. But
I can not press pin pleats in chif-
ion. miss" she said III halt-Scared,
half-d defiant tone. Pamela had just
about gone too far with her.
OH Cdu, VI yOu CdA 4C0NC'
Pamela said uncompromisingly.
you were told in the beginning
that all my things were to be
pressed after each wearing. And
don't permit the chambermaid to
turn back my bed; she doesn't know
how to arrange the pillows"
VERY well, miss" the maid muir
INJURED quietly. but her fingers trem-
bled as she 'usted Pamela's CART
ers. "Sna' lit up for you?"
"Certai. You don't expect me
to call in ne one else, do you?"
Pamela Was critically viewing the
seams of her stockings to see that
they ran straight up her well-formed
legs; the Slenderly tapering legs.
that are the American girls own.
And don't start any runs in my
new stockings" Pamela warned,
moving toward the door to her Sit
ting room. II mean those runs that
spoil them for me but don't get
down too far-you understand"
She went out and left the maid
shaking with suppressed anger, but