You must wait until you are finished, and then burst upon your own
enraptured vision. You will enchant yourself.'
"Gladys seconded her and I assented weakly. I know I am not naturally
weak, Carol, but the thought of a millionaire's son's mother affected
me very strangely. It took all the starch out of my knees, and the
spine out of my backbone.
"By this time I was established in Gladys' green slippers with
rhinestone buckles, and Gladys was putting all of her own and Phyllis'
rings on my fingers, and Phyllis was using a crimping iron on my curls.
I was too curly already, but Phyllis said natural curliness was not the
thing any more. Then Gladys began dabbing funny sticky stuff all over
my fingers, and scratching my eyebrows, and powdering about twenty
layers on my face and throat. After that, she rubbed my finger nails
until I could almost see what they were doing to me. I never thought I
had much hair, but when Phyllis got through with me I could hardly
carry it. The ladies in Hawaii who carry bushel baskets on their heads
will tell you how I felt. And whenever I moved it wabbled. But they
both clapped their hands and said I looked like a dream, and of course
I would have acquired another bushel had they advised it.
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