them sooner. Nancy watched them curiously as they examined the gowns which the saleswoman brought out for their approval. Evidently, Isabel and Ada were in an unpleasant frame of mind, for they tossed aside beautiful creations of lace and chiffon with scarcely a second glance. They found fault with everything.
“A very chic gown,” the saleswoman told them hopefully, as she displayed an attractive dress. “It is a Paris model and arrived this morning.”
Ada picked it up, gave it one careless glance, and then tossed it into a chair. The gown slipped to the floor in a crumpled mass, and, to the horror of the saleswoman, Ada stepped on it as she turned to examine another dress. In disgust, Nancy moved away and began to examine a rack of dresses in another part of the room.
Presently, as she wandered back, she saw that Ada and Isabel were leaving without having made a purchase. As they swept past, Ada brushed against her. Instead of apologizing, she wheeled and surveyed Nancy coldly.
“Do watch where you are going!” she said tartly.
Nancy stifled a sharp retort and made no reply. Not without amusement she watched the Topham sisters as they flounced to the elevator.
“I don’t wonder that people say such mean things about them,” Nancy told herself.
Her thoughts were cut short as a saleswoman offered her services. It was the same girl who had waited upon the Topham sisters.
Nancy quickly selected a party frock of blue crepe which matched her eyes, and went to the fitting room to try it on.