The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-10-19
CHAPTER VIII

N Opening her handbag, she took put her fountain pen sat down at the desk, and began to write There" she exclaimed an hour later as she re-read the letter and Folding it, slipped it into the en- Nelope. That should satisfy the dear old thing!" A wave of color dyed Calls cheeks when she thought of Derek. She had not mentioned his name!
 Pat Murphy, the porter, glanced at Gail. Good morning, Miss" he said. Sure, everyone's early this morning."
 Good morning. Pat. It looks like another fine day"
 Maybe that's why everyone,s so early. It's the Madame herself that came in half an hour ago, and, God Forgive me, but there's fire in her eyes" The porter winked expressive ".
 Then I must fly"
 Sure, 'tis we'll to make your Feet your friends, Miss, this morn ing"
 There was no laughter in the cloakroom when Gail pushed the door open. Whispered Specula- tion over the reason for Madame's early appearance and sullen broWs greeted Calls entrance. while shoes were kicked off, faces beautified and coats hung on hangers.
 "why's everybody so upset this morning." Gail asked Clytie.
 "Oh, Madame's in furious Temper, and no one knows yet who'll get the benefit of it."
 Gail looked at Clytie = amber eyes wide with amazement.
 The mannequin shrugged her shoulders. Don't look so scared. She won't eat you"
 "No," piped up Ariadne, "but she may make you feel less than the dust If S@e wants to and it won't be just private affair. She'll choose 8 moment when she's sure of an au- dience. Oh, we'll, life would be ra- ther dull here without blast from Madame once in while. wonder whats set her of this time"
 ' saw her with a telegram. Maybe it was from Rex"
 "Oh, is he still in Arizona?"
 T guess so," answered Clytie. "I don't see why she should worry about him-sitting pretty as con- ndentia1 man on the job for the Travers Mining and Developing Company"
 Say, he must have good thing. Does he ever come here?" questioned Ariadne, who had only recently come to the shop.
 once in blue moon: but don't think 1t will make any difference to you. Madame's the one who chooses his girl friends!"
 Picking up her handbag, Gail left the room. If Madame was on the warpath and her i'll temper directed at Gale herself the girl wanted to know 1t and have it done with. But as she walked along the dimly-lit passage everything was peaceful. Perhaps, after all, the girls were WAOtiS. MdyDC MdudIIl6 - put her thoughts ended swiftly as the other door of the designing room opened and her employer appeared on the threshold.
 Good morning" said Gail quietly.
 Madame Lizette ignored the greeting, as she fiounced into the room. "Mrs. TraverS is coming in this afternoon with her daugh- ter, she said "and want you to get a frock ready for her im- mediately. Have Ariadne come here at once. This is the material" !" She pointed to a bolt of sheer, silky Organdie in 8 delectable shade of blue.
 'Yes, Madame" answered Gail, questioning whether she should stay in the room or race back along the passage and call Ari- adne, for there was no telephone in the dressing room.
 This is the style she wants" Madame said and Gail felt her spirits rise as she recognized one of the sketches on which she. had worked the day before. "When you have it draped on the man.