“Are you from out of town?” was the question most frequently asked by the guide.
Most of them were. Some came from as far away as Brazil or Switzerland. Two were from Texas, and two said they were from the state of Washington. When Judy replied that she lived in Pennsylvania she felt as if she were practically at home.
“Your hair looked lighter on TV,” Flo told her when she stepped back in line.
“Did it?” asked Judy. “I kept worrying for fear it would look dark. I don’t know why. Dark hair is pretty. I like the color of yours.”
“I don’t. It’s drab—”
“Please,” Judy stopped her. “You’re next, Clarissa. What’s the matter? Are you afraid to go up?”
“Yes,” Clarissa admitted, suddenly all a-tremble. “I’m afraid—”
“Come on. Take a good look at yourself,” advised Pauline, giving her a little push.
“All right. I’ll do it.”
Unwilling and still trembling, Clarissa stepped up before the camera. She stood in the exact spot where Judy had been standing. The guide began to ask questions.