He said, “I thought you might want to take a little stroll around the city, and look in on some of the roulette games. After all, we can’t let business entirely monopolize our time. All work and no play, you know. Is that a new dress?”
“Yes. I had it sent up. And it fits.”
“I’ll say it fits! It’s wonderfully becoming.”
Bertha said, “I never thought I’d see the day when I ‘could wear ready-made clothes again.”
Whitewell said, “You have a knack of wearing clothes. Anything you put on would look well. You have a marvelous figure — just the right proportions.”
Bertha Cool said archly, “Flatterer!”
“No. I mean it. How about the stroll down the main stem, and risk a few dollars on the wheel of fortune?”
Bertha said, “Do you know what’s happened to me?”
“No.”
She said, “Donald wants to quit. Can you imagine that?”