The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1933-02-15

Never you MIND the OLD man,
Gordon interrupted with vigor
It's time you girls were getting
into those tailleurs. Now don't
keep me waitingI"
THERE were murmured protests
Il but with one accord the man
nequins began getting into the
costumes.
ITS wonder you couldn't stand
on a sheet Flo" Gordon con-
tinued. Busting about, handing out
this and that frock, Gordon finally
came to Sheila.
Her practiced eye ran up and
down the graceful figure, indicating
more approval than her lips ever
would voice. The frock Sheila was
wearing did not, however, seem to
please her.
TAKE it off" she said shortly
and Sheila was glad she had worn
her best combination.
Whats she going to wear, Cor
don?" asked one of the girls. "A
bathing suit?"
There was sudden sally OF
laughter at this, instantly quelled
by Gordon in a sharp command
Evidently the bathing suit joke was
well known. Sheila decided that
she would ask about it later.
Number II, ROSie!" Gordon
called. Turn around now, child
This last was to Sheila. You wear
your hair we'll"
Rosie, an understood little crea-
ture with a tape measure around
her neck and huge square cushion
of pins attached at her waist, came
forward bearing a froth Of green
and orchid chiffon.
Stand here" Gordon indicated a
raised platform and Sheila Obeyed.
The woman slipped the green and
orchid CONNECTION over Shella S
head and drew it carefully down
over the slender figure.
The folds beloved down to the
sheet with which the platform was
swathed. Mirrors told Sheila that
the dress was beautiful. It fitted her
exquisitely and the colors became
her.
Lets see you step down from
there" ordered Gordon, when not a
wrinkle remained to mar the per-
lection of the frock.
Fearfully Sheila cbeyed. "It can't
be worse than the stage" she
thought in panic. After all, If she
should fail Harrel would surely find
job for her somewhere.
She swayed across the room, not
with the stilted manner of a profess
sional mannequin, but with natural
grace. You're hired right now!'
mTmured the girl named Thelma,
looking up from fastening a belt
about her smart black and white
walking suit.
A moment later Sheila stood be-
fore Henri. She moved across The
room to the mirror, turned anc
walked back again. Henri nodded
You'll do" he said. THE salary
is $50 week. Gordon, have her put
on Number II and let me see her.
The other girls listening showed
their surprise. Fifty dollars for E
beginner! It meant that instead Of
displaying gowns, appearing anc
disappearing as different costume.
were requested, Sheila would min
gle with the customers.
She would appear to be another
shopper, slipping tea If it was served
sitting, standing and talking to the
women and girls who had come tC
buy Henri's gowns.
Wearing the designers most
handsome creations, she would be 6
model incognito.
Customers would think her an
other patron, like themselves. and
hurry to inquire secretly of Henri
what was the price of her wrap
or frock, whether it could be dupli-
Gated.
The prospect alarmed Sheila. It
was welcome news, indeed, that she
was to earn $50 a week. but when
Gordon explained what would be
expected of her she doubted hel
ability.
Just be yourself" Gordon told
her. Slip into this gown and hat
and walk around or sit just as the
others do Now and then pretend
to inquire about a purchase"
But 1 don't know anything about
modeling!' the girl protested.
Neither do our clients. They'll
think you are one of themselves"
In another five minutes Sheils
was dressed and ready. You'll be
all right. It's easy the red-haired
girl treasured her.
Sheila stepped again into the soft
glow of the outer salon. She hest
tated, then moved Oh. AS she die
so, her eyes fell on a familiar figure
directly across the room.
(TO Be Continued