Mabel made a face at her and retorted, “None of your business!”
Tini’s back had been to them, but now she glanced up and saw them, and Nancy noticed the flustered look on her face.
“Hiya, Blondie!” burst forth Mabel. “Chow was swell, wasn’t it?”
Tini nodded at them coolly.
At the door Mabel said, “Oh, boy, did she and her high-brow friend snoot us!”
“High-brow, did you say?” asked Nancy in a sarcastic tone.
“You shouldn’t tease her so, Mabel,” Shorty chided. “Tini’s such a stickler for form.”
“Social form only,” added Nancy. “Not military form.”
“Dumb bloke! That’s all the sense she has,” said Mabel in disgust.
The girls spent another hour shopping, then were too weary for any more that day, so returned to the hotel. They stopped in the lobby for Mabel to get a magazine, and Shorty some mints. Too tired to stand, Nancy dropped into one of the large chairs in sight of the elevator. She was sitting there in a fog of weariness when she saw Tini and her luncheon companion come in and ring for the elevator.