The Washington times., 1935-03-07

where. It would not destroy
what already was established.
Juiet'S head began to swim.
The actual cost Of the prepare
tons was infinitesimal. Why
not cut profits and distribute
the products as widely as ciga-
rettes or chewing gum? Mil
lions of women have dimes to
spend instead of dollars. The
thrill of it coursed through
every nerve in her body and
brought a quickened brilliance
to her eyes.
'There wouldn't be any
trouble about manufacturing
the products in quantities for
the chain store trade" began
MeSpadden, and then oddly he
stopped short and glanced at
the radio. THAT music reminds
me-Sounds sort of Scottish,
doesn't it? Do you know, Miss
Rankin, that I once did a High
land fling at a school entertain
ment in kilts-1 was a lad of six
at the time. The Campbells
are Coming-ta ta-ta ia Ia
ia ia, ia Ia"
Mcspadden, still holding his
empty glass, flung one hand
over his head and reached the
center of the room with a rather
rusty whirl. All at once he had
completely forgotten the cos
metic business, and so had Ju-
liet for she leaned against the
wall and laughed until the tears
streaked her face.
"A lively dance, if well DONE"
he tossed over his shoulder to
Juliet, and flung out one skinny
leg.
But Juliet's attention was di.
verted from this remarkable ex-
hibition by an imperative rap
ping upon the hall door.
Just a minute, please" she
told McSpadden, recovering her
self.
He did not quite understand.
I'LL hold the posture until
you come back" he cried. A
hand was tossed over his head
with a rakish Highland air, he
still held his cocktail glass, and
a knobby knee was lifted and
held rigidly at attention until
Juliet returned.
Intrusion
The door swung open and an
angry female voice, like an an
cry beating on a tin pan, tri-
umphed above Juilet'S words.
McSpadden'S face wilted. Sec
ton by section, the lad Of six
in kiltS-ceaSed to exist and
there was a frayed and middle
aged husband making a fool Of
himself. This latter self was
all Mrs. McSpadden saw when
her enormous figure sailed, all
hot and pink and outraged, into
the room.
GOOD Lord, Emma!' came
the sinking cry of despair from
the whitening little man. Why
did you follow me?"
For the next three days
Juliet's face burned every time
she thought of the ignominious
spectacle Of Mrs. McSpadden
literally dragging her crest
fallen husband away.
Explanations had been use
less The wife, galleon Of a
woman, magnificently feStooned
with eardropS and pendants
and CLASSY brooches and brace
lets and rings, beloved Sternly
away with scarcely a word to
Juliet. Such a huSSy, Mrs. Nc
Spadden considered, was be-
meath her own righteous dignity.
Thg whole affair had been
absurd and humiliating; wisely,
Juliet decided to forget it.
Tile following week found
JyIiet installed at what the
staff labeled as the Appoint
ment Desk" but which, in real.
ity, was an office so regal and
awe-inSpiring and magnificent
that even the most arrogant
customers felt belittled and in
Inundated. In this state of in.
feriority they agreed to the
most fantastic charges.
A dozen times the following
week, Juliet thought sadly of
little Katie Schmidt and the
tragedy Of her complexion, her
crossed eye and crooked nose.