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 and the stockings weren't four-dollar sheer, they were seventy-nine-cent sheer.

Pat was quiet and unobtrusive. There was about him, since his marriage, the air of a menial who has delivered an important message and is undecided whether or not to wait.

He engaged Eddie in conversation. He wanted to buy a radio set for his father-in-law. What would Eddie advise?

Dot took Sue's things, and they sat down together on the sofa.

"We were looking around this section for an apartment," Sue said. "We didn't see anything we liked, though. I got hungry and we stopped in at that what-doyou-call-it place where they roast chickens."

Sue settled the folds of her champagne-colored dress importantly. Dot had seen that dress on Maude and had heard what Maude had said about passing it on. Silly, the way Sue was trying to show off the embroidery on it. Dot felt a little sorry for her.

"You didn't like any of the apartments around here?"

"No, we'll be having a lot of parties most likely, and the rooms are so small."

"This is quite a big room," said Dot.

"Well, you two don't have much company," said Sue.

Dot thought this was a bit pointed. "I'm pregnant," she said, "and I wouldn't have a party now for Gloria Swanson. It's too much trouble."

"You're quite right," said Sue. "That one I gave Christmas Eve was certainly a bother, and you have no idea what it cost."

Dot had a fairly good idea what it had cost. Christmas morning Mrs. Cudahy had told Eddie how the liquor which had been consumed had been given to Mr. Cudahy