Evening star., 1941-10-12

three times, and he's starting to tear his hair
Better scram
Dee swallowed Now what? Had she torn
the velvet negligee when she threw it at
Martha? Surely shop you'd worked in six
months wouldn't fire you for being ten min
utes late. She hurried to the door lettered
Marcel, Pirate and knocked shakily.
Agreat voice doomed. Come in! What are
you waiting for? Come in''
Dee came. At sight of her, smiles wreathed
Marcels fat. dark face He burst into excited
speech. Marcel could speak English perfectly,
but usually he restrained himself. Especially
with customers. They adored his accent, and
Marcel, who was a Snowman in addition to
being an artist and a shrewd businessman,
gave them what they wanted. But now he was
quite coherent
he EXCLAIMED feelingly. MY dear child,
where have you been? Why do you 60 away
when need you so?"
With relief came pardonable indignation.
Dee pointed out, "All l did was 60 to lunch.
Marcel shuddered with delicate distaste.
He raised his beautifully manicured hands in
an eloquent gesture of reproach. But food
- at time like this =" He paused so that
Dee might see for herself that mere crav-
ing for food had in it something bestia some
thing unworthy.
Dee was not impressed. If he wasn't think
ing of firing her, he wasn't 50 important.
Marcel beamed at her. He said expansively:
She was frantic, this Mrs. Van Tenant.
One would think, to hear her. that a sprained
ankle never happened before. She was posi-
tive their charity style show was ruined,
wrecked. Then she thought of me - she
phoned and confded to me her troubles ! said
at once it was nothing, simply nothing.
promised to attend to it. You see, thought
of you at once. assured her that before three
O'Clock, when their show is to begin, would
produce bride so lovely, 50 dazzling, so
breathtaking -"
Dee inquired uncertainty, "A - bride?"
But certainly, for the finale of the style
show - the big. beautiful climax, the wed
ding tableau for which Marcel has provided
the costume absolutely devastating 1t
should -" he broke off to observe practic-
ally, bring in lot of spring trade. that
bridal gown. And now the bride, this debu-
tante who was to model my creation, she has
sprained her ankle. And Mrs. Van Tenant
thought all was ruined not realizing that
professional model could step into the breach
easily and without rehearsal -"
LEE had to admit, impartally that she
made rather an effective bride The long,
classic lines of Marcel's creation suited her to
perfection. The little cap of orange blossoms
confined her red curls into a quaint, old
worldly picture of occurrences. picture en-
hanced by the billowing tulle and rose-point
veil that swired behind her. And Marcel had
promised her the rest of the afternoon off,
when the style show was over
Dee wedged herself into dimly lit corner
and peered out between the folds of the velvet
curtain There was good crowd. The ball
room of the swanky Beachsde Hotel was
filled to overfowing. Sweet charity was due
for boost, all right. She wished she hadn't
got dressed 50 soon. Her grandeur was rather
wearing and it would be good half hour
before the finale. She gathered up as much of
her veil as she could manage, turned to 20
back to the dressing room - and walked
straight into the arms of strange young man
who seemed to be waiting e1pectantly to re-
ceive her!
Dee gasped, but the strange young man
was too intent on his own purposes to notice