In one such shop, the discreet manageress inquired as to whether a certain set of silken unmentionables, recently purchased, had given full satisfaction.
The little bride’s eyes grew round.
“Oh, they were beautiful!” she burst out, in her usual fashion. “Everybody admired them—everybody!”
Turning pale, the unfortunate bridegroom didn’t know for a moment whether to file for congress or go out and get a stiff drink of moonshine.
* * *
She had a sore throat, and was unable to sing, so the manager buzzed her off to the theater’s medical man the tooter the sweeter. The doc. produced his laryngoscope, and as he was adjusting it he pleasantly remarked, “You’d be surprised how far we can see with this little instrument.”
“Oh, is that so, doctor?” she faltered. “Well, it can’t be helped, but I ought to tell you that I really had no time to change my things before I came out.”