The largest--you know. A few pairs of black silk stockings, extra
quality and extra size, would be nice, too. It would save me
considerable rush."
"I'll do my best."
"Well, that will be a darn sight better than the wife's when it comes
to clothes. She gets them tubby. Pick out something slick--on the order
of what you've got on."
"Why, this is only a two-dollar blouse!"
He flipped her a one-hundred-dollar bill.
"Don't come back with any change."
Late in the afternoon of this day which had transmitted its tremor of
large transaction throughout the offices, long since partitioned off
into ground-glass cells and softened with sound-eating rugs, Lilly was
summoned to the office of R.J., carrying with her the box containing her
purchases. Bruce was there, too, pacing between windows.
He met her up with an immediate inquiry.
"Mrs. Penny, did you go up to see that 'June Blossom' sketch last
night?"
"Yes. I'm writing my report on it."
Constantly now requests like this were tossed in the form of a pair of
tickets on her desk.
"Well?"
"Sweet, clean, and obvious."
He nodded in a short corroborative manner he had, drawing up alongside
the desk.
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