The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-01-31
KITTYFOYLE
CHRISTOPHER MORLEY

the lower classes as long as LheT
20 beyond their proper station.
which would BE- probably Over
brook. 7 could have sold her any
thing what chance 20 load her
up with the wrong tones and an
overnight cream that would cookie
up that puss Ike nutmeg crater.
Just once and a while. with ny
hands or her neck. 7 could have
snatched out = tonsil or two Mat
ter Of fact l gave her the best l
knew how. and II she follows in
structions those pores round her
nose won't show up till II won't
matter anyway. But it's not what
I'd call really good skin and I
guess Bailey's Beach hasn't
hasn't helped il.
She's heard about the Olympia.
like everybody. and OF course she
wanted some. She said she was
going 10 wear very swish Job for
the Assembly. gold net over white
satin and insertions of green lace
on the skirt. I wasn't so sure
about the green lace; sounded 10
me like it would pick up the color
of her ewes which had more than
enough green in them already.
Still and all that wasn't nv de-
partment. Nobody in her senses
offers too much advice about a
woman's dress after she's already
picked it out. I toned down her
lipstiek department. il was killing
whatever she had in the way Of
eyes. A touch more orange would
bring up the gold in them: I
imagine they'd he really good by
candlelight. But I wouldn't sell
her any Olympia. I'm still kind of
proud about that She begged hard,
the kid had a notion 1t was just
what she needed. but I argued her
out of il. In the first place it was
certainly too subtle for wall
paper effect like gold net and
white satin, and il wouldn't have
the authority she would need after
the eloakroom Glover Clubs had
worn off. But the important thing
was why should I want to hurt
Wyn? The minute he got Whit
Of Olympia he'd thing Of nothing
but Kitty. ! knew what il meant
to him. 1t meant twilight high up
in that hotel and bell chimes float
ing outside, and it meant the smell
of my hair when we were dancing.
and maybe nibbling his tooth on
the lobe of my ear while Giono
was turned the other way behind
the bar He said it made him
think with his nostrils. and | said
that was as good thinking as he
was likely to do. Poor blessed
baby. men like to think they're so
amorous and If they knew the
half Of it, they're really so help
less.
I guess Ronnie wanted to be
smart by quantity production but
it don't come that way To let
her have the Olympia would be
selling what's not for sale. men,
cries Of our own I gave her the
Killarney.
I took a lot of trouble and she
was grateful. She asked if she
might have my name so she could
come and consult me again. I said
we weren't allowed to give our
names.
I told Polly, the girl was train
ing, never to let Miss Gladwyn use
the Olympia, it had just the wrong
wave-length for her type. Polly
made a note of it on the Custom
ers' Histories file and said it's
wonderful Miss Foyle. how do you
get 10 know these things by intu-
ition said it's a kind of in
stinct, you've got to develop II.
OF course it's no use TO think
you won't meet people in Philly.
All the shopping that amounts TO
anything socially is along those
few blocks on Chestnut and Wal
nut, and sure enough one day
when ] went out for lunch I ran
into Wynn. There had to be COM
edy about IL, he was standing by
the curb scraping one Of those
beautiful brown shoes on the edge.
He said Kitty this is very embar-
RAISING. I walked on some chew
ing gum, can't imagine where"
What were you doing on Mar
ket Street, I asked, and he said
Kitty. you're adorable"
Talking to me is good for you
| told him. Its pity we can't
have about fifty years of il
1t was just before I was going
back to n. Y. and I had to work
pretty well under control. OF
course I didn't tell him I'd met
Ronnie. and I was glad 7 played
So square in the cosmetic crisis
because even while we were kid
ding ! could see the black centers
OF his eyes get bigger and I knew
We We're going TO have one more
time TO ourselves. ! had built up
So many things couldn't tell him.
1t was good TO be able 10 come
clean about one thing. that was
that ! loved him. It's sweet 20
remember how the last time I saw
him We were all by ourselves and
no tallyho from the sidelines oy
Parry Berwyn. That night he took
me up to the Rising Sun dance hall
and got them TO play our favorite
tunes. But we don't have TO stay
till the sun rises he said. I was
happy though that he didn't seem
very certain where we could go
after that. It's sweet to remem-
Der and yet with Wyn and me
everything always was so natural