It was the Hanna Larchmont Lying-in Hospital seen from the rear.
CHAPTER XXIII
When Lilly returned to the Broadway Melody Shop that morning following, there was already a voice driving with such nasal power into the sidewalk din that she hardly needed to enter to learn of her successful replacement.
There was an entirely new hauteur incasing Miss Kirk, who upon her entrance wound into an attitude.
"Well!"
"I was ill."
"I—see."
"I guess the place is filled. Oh, it's all right!"
"Better go over to the office and see Phonzie about it. All I know is they sent over a pair of lungs that can stop traffic when they let out. Forty copies of 'Cinderella Ella' just like hot cakes the first time she telephones it out to 'em! Hauls in a netful every time she opens her mouth, and, some mouth! 'Phonzie,' I telephones over to him this morning, 'thank God she's screened from the public or somebody would buy her for codfish balls.'"
"Do you think there might be something over at the office for me? I've had some training for desk work, too."