"Aw, I heard you sayin' damn! You're in the p'fession, huh? Me, too."
"You, too?"
His face clouded.
"Oh! And now—you have retired?"
"Yeah—learnin' to be a gem'mum. Lemme there," said Freddy, stepping behind Madame d'Avala. "Say, you've got it all started wrong." He attacked the stubborn hooks with light, deft fingers.
"Why, you can really do it!" cried Madame d'Avala.
"Sure! This ain't nothin'." Freddy's fingers flew.
"Careful of that drapery. It's tricky."
"Say, drapery's pie to me. I fastened up lots harder dresses than this."
"Really?"