Old Sinners Never Die
“She did pause long enough to invite Jimmie to join them. Jimmie wanted very much to see Cru. However, he had observed Dolores, looking out most dolorously on the scene and he might never again have a chance like this. When he caught her eye, he lifted his glass and indicated that he would be pleased to have her join him. With all his consultations he was beginning to feel like Bernard Baruch.
She came at a leisurely pace—to pick up the compliments which, alas, were as hard to get out as bloom a...mong thistles.
Jimmie stood up. “May I buy you a drink? I shall have to fetch it myself, I’m afraid, with the gentlemen of the press taking over the bar.”
“Thanks,” she said in a voice she must have worked to flatten. “But Leo won’t let me.” Curiously, she seemed to have worked at flattening more than her voice: the ’twenties again, when women seemed to have tried for silhouettes like baseball bats.
“You’re a minor, then?”
“Sort of.”
Jimmie smiled. “You’re sort of lots of things, aren’t you?”MoreLess
She came at a leisurely pace—to pick up the compliments which, alas, were as hard to get out as bloom a...mong thistles.
Jimmie stood up. “May I buy you a drink? I shall have to fetch it myself, I’m afraid, with the gentlemen of the press taking over the bar.”
“Thanks,” she said in a voice she must have worked to flatten. “But Leo won’t let me.” Curiously, she seemed to have worked at flattening more than her voice: the ’twenties again, when women seemed to have tried for silhouettes like baseball bats.
“You’re a minor, then?”
“Sort of.”
Jimmie smiled. “You’re sort of lots of things, aren’t you?”MoreLess
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