Evening star., 1938-06-19

Really" Lefty was not enthusiastic. She
did not want to look like faun. She wanted
to look like blonde hell kitten - that combi-
nation of occurrences, audacity and steel
will power which was Isabelle.
Don't get the permanent tomorrow"
Isabelle implored. Take the coat and wear
the makeup just for day. Promise me-"
But I've got the appointment" Lefty
avoided her ideals beseeching gaze
Lefty, please listen to me-" Isabelle
paused She had heard an automobile door
slam. If only somebody in the crowd was
dropping in on her, and she could get Lefty
downstairs! Then maybe Lefty would be con-
. vinced by sort of public admiration.
We'll really, Lefty. don't know what to
say" Isabelle sighed, seeming to admit her
defeat She added, Il think III 60 down to the
kitchen and get us some cake" As if haste
were the farthest thing from her thoughts,
she wandered out into the hall where there
was a window looking down on the street.
She peered out and - Oh, dear Heavens,
boon from above - saw Clifford Reed and
Ken Taylor walking toward the house. She
had no time to waste on running. She flung
herself on the bannister and slid down, landing
on her feet with the aplomb of years gone by.
Lefty" she called, would you come down
here minute? And could you hurry"
Lefty hurried, eager to accede to any rea-
sonable demand. She arrived at the foot of the
stairs just as Kenneth and Clifford arrived
at the screen door, oh" she squeaked, and
started to bolt Isabelle caught her with a
: grip made strong by desperation, and hissed:
You stay here!"
Hi" Isabelle called to the boys, her teeth
clenched behind her smile, her fingers digging
into the struggling Letty's arm.
Come on, Lefty" she cooed. lets go
out on the porch. She yanked and Lefty had
to follow, her big eyes unbelievably beauti-
full with anger and humiliation.
''Say!" Clifford marvelled. Where you
been hiding those peppers. Letty?"
"Wellr Kenneth's stunned gaze swept
from Letty's head to her toes. Since when
did you join up with the CLAM gals?"
"What?" Lefty quavered.
The glamour girls, darling" Isabelle
explained. If Lefty wasn't convinced now,
she was hopeless fool for all her brains and
culture.
But Lefty was no fool. She was convinced
long before the boys left. When they had gone
she moaned ecstatically: "Oh, Is0bele?'
For the instant forgetting she had any
personal motive in Transforming Lefty, lsa-
belle refrained from even one soul-satisfying
I-told-you-so. My, it was wonderful to see
anybody so happy! Then she got down to
business: Il think you ought to have Miss
,-,;::,,e in and make over all your
clothes, Lefty. Mahe
II know" Lefty broke in eagerly. Have
them simpGfed. Take off the buttons and
bows and things"
"Exactly!' Isabelle beamed, as proud as a
parent. Lefty was really smart &c once she
got an idea At this rate, by the time Jonathan
returned Lefty would have probably forgotten
she ever had been plain, gawky little thing.
Three days later Isabelle herself could hardly
remember the old Lefty. Lefty had proved
the sensation of the summer and she had with
stood the sudden glare of attention like one
who had always lived secure in the knowledge
of her loveliness. She gave full credit to lsa-
belle; and Isabelle " well, gracious! she felt
like presto change-o magician, or something.
1t was on the night of this third day that
Isabelle received the only tribute she wanted.
Tribute from that foewoman worthy of her
steel Miss Susan Clayton. Isabelle, with