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cot, stretching her long, lovely
body. Didn't get in until 4 this
morning.
"Gracious-I'm afraid I couldn't
work if I stayed out SO late"
It's all in getting used to it. I
figure I won't always be young and
I may as well make hay while the
beauty lasts"
Ann could think of nothing to
say. She thought, You're beauti-
full but not so terribly young"
Florabelle said, Guess y o u
haven't been around much, Ann
"No-well, in a way, yes. I've liv-
ed in almost every city in the
United State. I've stayed in the best
hotels and"
We'll, we'll" Florabelle sat up.
Looks are certainly deceiving. I
thought you'd come from Yahoo or
somewhere. Not that you look like
a hick. What are you doing in a
dump like this? Lost your cum
ning?"
Ann flushed. I Travelled with my
father. He died q year ago. I've
been on my own since"
"Oh, I see" Florabelle got to her
feet, yawning. Come owe and see
where I hang out S h e trailed
across the hall and Ann followed.
Stepping inside Florabelle's door,
her eyes opened wide.
The apartment, INTELLECTUALLY
speaking, was like her own, but the
furnishings were vastly different.
The walls were pale yellow, t h e
woodwork had been painted silver,
the carpet was dove gray. Chrom-
ium glittered.
There was a low davenport flank
ed correctly by t o o~verstuffed
chairs and a coffee table with a
glass top. Lamps and ash traps and
pictures of men stood upon other
tables. a radio, encased in acqua-
marine colored glass, hummed soft
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and fantastically modern.
"1t's-it's very lovely" Ann said.
It'll do Florabelle pushed t h e
bedroom door open and Ann receiv-
ed another shock. The bed was low
and wide, il was soft and thick, a
velvet fell to the floor. The
dressing table, two small chests Sc
parated by a shelf, stood below an
immense, circular mirror. There
was d gold brocade slipper chair
and a wardrobe. The door of the
wardrobe stood open and Ann saw
rows Of gowns, shoes on a rack hats
in transparent boxes. Beside the
bed, on a. chromium table, stood an
ivory telephone.
FlorabelIe opened another door
and displayed a small bathroom.
Mrs. Toilet made this out of a
Closet she yawned. u had to have
d private bath"
Somehow, the place shocked Ann.
She said, because Florabelle expect
ed her to be impressed, 1T takes
my breath away to find such a
beautiful apartment on Mrs. Fol,
let's third floor"
"Well-I just happen to be
here"
Ann said, 81 want lovely things
some day"
why don't YOU have them?'
AIMS ayes widened. Il can't af.
ford them. 1 only make fifteen a
week"
1T isn't what you make. It's how
you manage"
Ann looked dazed. IF you know
the answer I wish you'd pass it on
to me-"
Get men to give you what you
want"
Il don't know any men. Anyway,
I wouldn't"
II said I'd fix you up" Flora
belle looked Ann up and down, her
eyes drowsy and speculative. ST
went with a rich guy oncc," she
said. He bought this stuff for me
because he said 1 deserved beauti-
tul surroundings. He had the Ilace
~redecorated and paid Mrs. Follet to
have the bathroom put in
Ann looked at her new friend
with faint suspicion. "Wasn't that
a great deal to accept from a mani"
Florabelle started to laugh, then
thought better of it. we were to
be married." she said. He w a s
getting the place ready eor US"
And did something happen to
him?'
Yes, something happened"
oh, I'm sorry"
1ou needn's be-" The telephone
rang and F~lorabelle hurried he,
guest out. Come every few min.
utes," she said.
n went back to the worn car.
pet and artificial flowers. She sat
down and thought for a long time
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