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 "But you think it's all right?"

"Yes, I should say so. You'll feel life soon now, I think."

"How soon?"

Dr. Stewart smiled. "Couldn't say exactly, but don't be surprised if your baby gives you a kick all of a sudden."

Dot looked rapt and ecstatic. Fancy her baby giving her a kick!

"Dancing in poorly-aired, crowded rooms isn't going to do you any real harm for another few weeks," he went on, "but it won't help any. Get your walk, and you'll feel much better."

It was that very night that Sue and Pat dropped in. Sue and Pat were now known as the Macys. They had been living with Sue's mother since the marriage but were busily searching for an apartment that would meet their needs. Nobody was quite certain what their needs were, but Dot suspected that it was an apartment close enough to Sue's maiden home for the Macys to eat there.

There was quite a smug, satisfied air about Sue lately. You felt that she would never again make jokes about women being unfaithful to their husbands. Marriage was something very sacred now. One felt that she would, without a moment's hesitation, cast the first stone. Dot wasn't quite certain that she liked her any more.

Sue wore a large straw hat with a rhinestone dagger stuck through it with careless grace. Her coat had a huge imitation fur collar. The coat fitted closely at the waist and flared generously at the bottom. There was more fur at the bottom and fur at the cuffs. Her slippers were black satin with large, bright tin buckles. The stockings above were very sheer. Dot fancied that she might photograph very well in her finery but when seen right smack up close in the hard, white light of a seventy-five-watt bulb—well, after all, the fur was imitation, the buckles were tin,