But Jerry persevered. He bought stuffs, he took them with the designs, to a skilled woman, to be carried out.
Jane went to fittings uncomplainingly, with Jerry in command, and in due time the gowns came home. He had, in the meantime, bought her hats, furs, and all the niceties of a woman's wardrobe. She protested at his lavishness, and submitted to his excellent taste. But when the final purchase was delivered, Jane said to him:
"Jerry, I thoroughly appreciate these lovely things you have given me, and I promise you to give my appearance the most careful attention. But I wish, please, that you would agree to give me a monthly allowance for my needs and desires."
"Oh, you needn't worry about money, Jane. You'll always get it when I have any. When I'm broke, we'll neither of us have any," he laughed.
"But I want to know just what I can depend on. Of course, that would be contingent upon what we have."
"What's the difference whether I give it to you every month or not?"
"It is the difference between my being a self-respecting partner, or a dependant."
"Rubbish! Sounds like woman's rights. For heaven's sake, don't be a woman's righter, Jane."
"You agree to an allowance, then?"
"I don't see why I should. I must say, I think I have been pretty liberal so far——"