The Washington times., 1935-07-23

asked us. She's so grateful if
you're nice to her. She's at
mama'S now"
cat mama's" Irene'S eyebrows
shot up. What is she trying
to do, get around the old girl?
And you call her Shy?"
"She's sweet, honestly she is,
Irene. She went over to see
how mama is. She suggested
it this morning"
Irene's lip curled as she
reached for the phone that
rang. well, maybe she is.
Shed better be, because if she's
one of those sneaking white
mice she'd better watch herself
with me. That's all I'm say
ing!"
To be Mrs. Walter Riley!
To venture after some hesita-
ton into the shops and buy
bath salts and silk boomers
and tale and bedroom slip
pers and pay from them from
the thick roll Of bills and say
Mrs. Walter Riley, the Plaza
Hotel" was like a dream from
which Helen half expected to
be awakened any moment to
find herself back at her table
manicuring nails; and sympa-
thizinR with the endless woes
of her clients. #...
Walter met her daily for
lunch and now they dined
openly, boldly, in the best
restaurants, actually looking
for acquaintances that he might
proudly introduce, my wife"
It was a new New York for
Helen, a hitherto undiscovered
and completely inaccessible New
York. After several days Of
shopping for accessories, Helen
with some trepidationS decided
to buy clothes. Irene, Helen
knew, from Salon gossip, bought
her clothes in small shops on
Madison Avenue and in the
shops that line Fifty-Seventh
Street, but on glancing in Helen
was afraid to enter. The sales
people were just too magnifi-
cent. It didn't seem quite right
to ask creatures so superb as
those who swayed about these
shops to do anything so trivial
as to wait on her.
In one of the shops, where
Helen finally decided to go, at
tracted by models in the win
dow, she was nervous and I'M
certain, particularly as an over
bearing grande dame with mar
celled white hair approached
her. The saleswoman knew
Immediately that Helen was a
complete novice in the art Of
buying clothes and suspected
further that Helen had probably
suddenly acquired a sugar
daddy.
"If Madam will kindly be
seated, I am sure we can please
you with our frocks," she
purred.
In a few seconds two tall
svelte young women undulated
out and paraded before her.
But don't look like either
of these models" Helen pro
tested desperately. I'D rather
try the dresses on myself. Be-
sides, these are all too elabof-
ate. I want something much,
much simpler"
After a day in the shops and
by covertly watching the bored
expression on the faces of the
women about her who were
buying, Helen adapted the same
reserved manner and saw, to
her amazement, that the most
elegant saleswomen actually
made an effort to please her.
Helen chuckled inwardly at her
little victory and soon began to
gather together a charming
array Of dresses.
The most exciting part of her
shopping was retelling her ex-
perienceS to Walter. Her little
encounters with the Salesladies
amused Walter as much as they
did her and he was an attentive
and sympathetic listener.
Because Walter was too busv
to look for an apartment they
stayed on at the Plaza. Helen
was grateful and finally amazed
at his family'S apparent indif-
ferences to their marriage, For
the first week no one bothered
them.
tie Be COntinued)
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