The Ladies' home journal . , Mrs. Avery. Iwas able to make that Wy-pit appointment for know how hard it is to pin old Silsbee down. But, Mr. Gorman, I told you we couldnt have thecampaign ready until next Monday. I know, I know—but with a clever little lady likeyou on the job She cut him off. It meant asking the studio to worklate tonight and tomorrow night. It meant workinglate herself. Not that that mattered—she might justas well spend the evenings here as at home—but shehated having things put over on her. She hated havingto jolly the artists. She called the apartment to break th
The Ladies' home journal . , Mrs. Avery. Iwas able to make that Wy-pit appointment for know how hard it is to pin old Silsbee down. But, Mr. Gorman, I told you we couldnt have thecampaign ready until next Monday. I know, I know—but with a clever little lady likeyou on the job She cut him off. It meant asking the studio to worklate tonight and tomorrow night. It meant workinglate herself. Not that that mattered—she might justas well spend the evenings here as at home—but shehated having things put over on her. She hated havingto jolly the artists. She called the apartment to break the news to Cloon. Mrs. Cloon said oh, no, she couldnt possiblystay. If Mrs. Avery had spoken of it last week now Anyway, I dont think Johnny is feeling so well. Mathilda knew Mrs. Cloon and her tricks too well tofall for that. Have you taken his temperature? sheasked sweetly. Oh, he isnt that sick, the fool took six calls to get a sitter. From then on it wasas though the fiends had got her range. . Now. Its funny aLout men, she thought. Ihcy dont do lhinj;h to llicniselvesto make themselves attractive—and yet they can be so very attractive. everything youve got. boys. . More things can gowrong in a studio! Every artist concentrated on get-ting his sizes mixed, on inventing his own spelling, onlosing his copy. She kidded them, wanting to throwthings. Once let them see she was bothered and shewas lost. At eight-thirty the sitter phoned. She was seventeenand shy. Im terribly sorry to bother you, Mrs. didnt know just what to do. Im afraid Johnny has afever—and hes breathing funny—and sort of crying inhis sleep. Mathilda said she would be right home and shovedthe phone across the desk. Why couldnt Cloon haveput her story over? Why did Johnny have to choosetonight? Hed had tonsillitis only two weeks ago. Hewas so difficult when he was sick. She sat and stared atthe drawing she was mounting. A can of kitchencleanser twenty stories tall against a post-car
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