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But Shdila did not want to hurry.
She was i3 a magic mood. She was
thinking about Dick who really loved
her. On, he must love her!
She had read it in his eyes, the
tone Of hI voice, his manner. Ana
she would have to give him an an
swer soon.N What would she say?
Jeanette, 1.-THE maid, had filed
the tub for Sheilas bath. It was a
luxurious bath. delightfully."- scented
relaxing. Sheta fingered in the
warm soapy Water, realizing that
she was tired.
But Jeanette was a creature who
believed in propptness. She APP
peared with huge soft towels over
her arm. ARE you ready Miss?'
she asked.
A little latef, warm, dry, her body
glowing. Sheila sat wrapped in a
negligee before the dressing table.
It was an elegant dressing table
in the modernistic manner. There
was a huge mirror with low shelves
nlled with silver and crystal bowls
and bottles Of beauty preparations.
which gown Will you wear to-
night?' the little maid asked.
I'm not sure" Sheila told her.
"Will there be many at dinner?"
Not many. Those whom you
met al the pool and a few others.
About twenty I imagine"
Twenty guests at dinner seemed
a large number to Sheila. She
thought how the Samper family
worked and planned when three or
four guests were coming to their
home.
= But Dorothy had only to give
few instructions and the work was
done.
Sheila had brought three evening
dresses-all of them model gowns
Of Henri's design. There was a
lovely yellow chiffon, lace-trimmed;
an apricot satin, and a lavender
gown.
Sheila preferred the yellow be-
cause it was more intricate and
smarter. She decided to keep it
until the following evening.
III wear the apricot one" she
decided.
TIME maid brought the rock and
4 laid it across the bed. Sheila
busted herself with cosmetics. Cream
and powder and a dab of rouge.
She used very little makeup. To
Shcila makeup was something to
use before the footlights, and other
wise to be Stunned.
Her dark hair fell over her
shoulders. Jeanette ran the comb
through it, exclaimed at its softness
and sheen.
Then she coiled it in place just as
Sheila always wore it. The effect
was becoming.
"Win you wear ear rlngs?" jean
cite asked.
Yes, there we're ear rings to &C
company the apricot gown. Henri
had decided that. But how clever
of the maid to understand, just
as the designer had, that they we're
needed TO complete the costume!
Jeanette adjusted the dangling
crystal drops to Sheilas ear lobes.
The apricot gown was slipped over
Sheila's head, drawn into place. 1t
was a beautiful dress and the maid
stood back, eXclaiming in admira-
ton.
Sheila, studying her reflection,
had to agree. The dress was
triumph of Henri's art. But re-
member" she told herself. cts
the dress, Miss Sheila Shayne.
You're exactly the same girl you
were an hour ago, though you
don't look it,"
Just as we'll to remind herself
that all this luxury would come to
an end. Monday morning she
would be back at work again in
the dress shop.
Jeanette interrupted her thoughts
'You are beautiful, Miss Shayne, >"
She said softly.
Its nice Of you to say So"
Every beautiful, Miss Shayne. And
I think know something else. You
are in love-"
Sheila laughed flushing. why in
the world do you think that?"
Il can tell. I know the signs. It
Is in your eyes, everything about
you Oh, yes! He will think you
lovely tonight
do you really think SOP"
He must"