Evening star., 1933-11-04

fast Sue, tugging on her hat
Escape. that was what she
~ wanted. The gray-White pile was
a p-ison.
A knock at the hall door.
Come in" Mathilda called, mention
ing to Sue to go on with her hat.tug-
ging.
Beatrice Randall. Black chiffon
clinging to her diminutive figure. Black
chiffon that trailed. Spidery.
Am I intruding?" Beatrice Randall
negotiated the distance between the
door and Sue with all the agility of the
spider. Good morning, Sue. Persons
told me jeff had gone out. I've caught
you just in time. What a love Of hat
Paris is like that" She leaned back to
survey Sue. The hat was from Thirty
fourth street, New York, two seasons
ago.
JEFF saw it in shop window in the
Rue ST. Honore," Sue said glibly. He
insisted I have it. Not a bad choice.
The spider retreated, inwardly. But
only for the briefest second.
.'Jef's quite a connoisseur." Insinu-
alton could be deadly. IT wanted to
ask you to be in for tea. It's for some
friends of JEFF who are painting to meet
you"
"I-don't know" Sue, sparrine
for time.
Mr. and Mrs. Randall are engaged
for tea," Mathilda said, consulting a
note book she drew from the pocket OF
her coat-suit
But you can't. possibly. Sue" Bea
was aghast. old family friends"
Please take the matter up with Mr.
Randall" Mathilda's voice was firm.
Come, Mrs. Randall, we are late. I'm
pardonably late" Mathilda moved
toward the hall door.
I'll speak to jeff" Beatrice said be-
tween lips drawn thin. 1T isn't like
him to be rude"
Persons was in the lower hall. near
the elevator, when Mathilda and Sue
emrged.
Good morning, madame" Was Per-
sons twinkling at Sue behind his mask
Of imperturbability? Sue was sure she
caught the flick Of smile. Your car
is waiting"
I'm going to like Persons" Sue
thought.
AS the long, lean town car pulled
out from under the porte-cochere and
turned into the avenue. both Mathilde
and Sue were SO enthralled by their
unaccustomed luxury that they failed
to notice another car. as sleek and
shining as the one in which they rode.
pull out from the curb across the street
from the Randall house and swing IN
behind them.
The saleswoman in the French salon
OF the Mendel n9 le l Freres shop: puryeypr to to
white and silver across her arms.
And this will be all? Madame is
quite sure?" Her voice was treacle,
dripping.
were on the dress. Its loveliness faSci-
mated her. It was hers. Her very
own. She hoped the shop would send
it on, alone. To revel in its pristine
beauty.
Il advise you to look at the green
one again-Patin, wasn't it?-before
deciding against it," Mathilde urged.
would you mind bringing the green
one? Mrs. Randall may reconsider" !"
Mathilda's glance took the saleswoman
into her confidence. The woman has
tened away.
But. Matty" Sue, protesting. II
don't want that green dress-I selected
sAh SpSAAAS SOVAAo, Va "es~S Az AooA >
and scads of other things. After all,
I'm not opening dress shop"
II wanted to get her out of the way"
Mathilda said I've had an inspira-
ton. You're going on a Journey You'd
like them to pack everything in your
trunks. You'll send them the trunks"
"A journey! What are you talking
about?"
wait until you hear We go to the
nearest place where first-class baggage
is sold and buy trunks. have some
stickers with the name of the Toulon
and the steamship line in my purse. I
was keeping them for souvenirs. I'll
paste them on the trunks and We'll see
they are brought here to this shop this
morning. Then III arrange for an ex-
press man to call for them and take
them to our Fifth avenue abode"
II don't SEE"
"You have one lone trunk. not
crowded with the fruit Of the Rue de
Ia Paix either. And the trunks pretty
battered. You are going to have three
or four trunks-we can decide on the
number later-and they'll be arriving at
your town house from the pier, where
they were delayed, this afternoon. I'll
ask about them the minute we enter