The society girls, cast for the "vestal virgins," began to arrive at the studio to try on their robes. They seemed at a loss how to classify the three women, whom Jerry introduced as his friends. It was obvious that handsome Jerry was their idol. One girl especially amused them.
"So, this is where you live, Mr. Paxton?" she sighed. "How fascinating! I do adore Bohemia!"
"Yes? Well, just go into the bedroom and let Miss Judd help you put on the costume," he said hurriedly, not daring to look at his grinning friends.
"Your bedroom!" said the adoring one, in the tone of a pilgrim at Mecca.
Jane followed her into the bedroom, while Jerry tried to quiet Bobs and Jinny. It was interesting to note how unobtrusively Jane had taken charge of the work. She cut, directed, and fitted the gowns. The others sewed seams.
The gushing girl talked about Jerry and his gifts.
"Isn't Mr. Paxton too wonderful? He's a perfect director. And handsome! I think he is the handsomest man in New York!"
Jane made no comment.
"Are you an artist, too?"
"No."