The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-04-17

much alike, on an east side street boasting, to left and right, much more pretentious dwellings. Toby had no difficulty finding the ad- dress. She arrived few minutes after 5, expecting that Harriet would be late. But she was mis- taken; the door buzzed, releasing the lock, almost immediately after Toby pressed the bell.
 She went inside, climbed the first flight of stairs. Then, from above, a head appeared over the bannister and voice called, T hope you don't mind climbing! It's the top floor"
 Toby went up two more flights. Harriet Holm, clad in becoming blue negligee, met her at the top step. Those steps are terrible" she said. i've climbed them myself so often I'm beginning to feel like mountain goat! But keep the place because it's rather nice, once you get up here"
 It was rather nice. The apart ment" was a huge room across the front of the house with three win dows looking down on the street. Pale yellow draperies had been drawn back 50 that none of the afternoon light was lost. There were book shelves, well filled, in the space between the windows. On one side a dark green davenport faced cof- fee table on which was a copper tray and vermilion coffee set. In the center of the opposite wall a piece of Chinese embroidery hung. Low, comfortable chairs stood before the windows and a leather footstool was pushed against the wall. There were splashes of color-dull blue, gold, sea green, and henna-in cushions and pictures and bits of pottery.
 Toby said, How lovely!"
 Like the placer" Harriet asked. "Here-let me take your coat. Sit down and make yourself comfort able. You need a rest after that climb"
 But Toby, instead, went to the window and looked out.
 Its the incest room I've ever been in," she said. How you must love it here!"
 T do like it." Harriet admitted T spent more furnishing the place than I should have, but, thank goodness, it's paid now. Well, I sup pose you want to see that dress"
 She crossed the room and opened a door. Here's another reason why I like this place. It's so hard to find an apartment with closet space"
 Toby, following, let out 8 low exclamation. The door opened on closet that was almost another room. Hanging on bars, closely packed togther, were rows and rows of dresses, suits, coats-dresses with full, trailing skirts and dresses that were severely tailored; velvets; bright-colored cottons; filmy chif- ions; riding habit! a bright green jacket; swimming suits, tennis dresses; cute little shorts and bril- liant-hued sweaters; dresses of blue, yellow, green, silver, maroon, pur- pie, black and white; dresses of prints and plaids and polka dots. Above, piled high on shelves, were cardboard boxes.
 Are they all yours2" Toby ex- claimed. "All these dresses?"
 Harriet stepped into the closet, emerged with white dress over her arm. "Yes," she said. You'll find you have to have lot of clothes If you do much modelling. Of course, lots of these are old. You can't tell when an old dress is going to come in handy, so I never throw anything away And manage to pick up quite a few bargains. If you know how to mend and clean things that are little shop worn, you can do that. The best-looking clothes have are from fashion shows. After dresses have been worn in a show they usually let the models buy them for half price. That's how got this white one-regular $39.50 and 1t cost me $19.75." She held the dress up before her. What d'you think of it?"
 Its beautiful! But do you think 1t will fit me?"
 Easy enough to find out" liar riet said. Try 1t on."
 of came Toby's own dress, and over her head went the soft folds of satin. Harriet snapped the fasteners, stepped back and eyed the other girl critically. Well" she said, you can see for yourself.