to a wicker porch table where the mirror and washcloth had been left,
props the glass up against a vase, and goes to work. First off she
sheds the pearl earrings.

At that Mother sits down opposite and follows suit with her jet
danglers.

Next Gladys mops off the scenic effect.

Marjorie produces another washcloth, and Mother makes a clean sweep too.

Gladys snatches out a handful of gold hairpins, destroys the turban
twist that Marie had spent so much time buildin' up, and knots 'er hair
simple in the back.

Mother caps this by liftin' off the blond transformation.

And as I left for a stroll around the grounds they'd both got back to
lookin' more or less nice and natural. They had gone to a close clinch
and was sobbin' affectionate on each other's shoulders.

Later the tea got under way and went on as such things generally do,
with folks comin' and goin', and a buzz of chin music that you could
hear clear out to the gate, where I was waitin' with Martin until we
should get the signal to start back.

I didn't know just how it would be, but I suspected I might be invited
to ride in front on the home trip. I'd made up my mind to start there,
anyway. But, say, when the time comes and Vee trips out to the
limousine, where I'm holdin' the door open and lookin' sheepish, I