Chaikin interested.'"
Mrs. Chaikin tried to guess who that other designer was, but I
pleaded, mysteriously, certain circumstances that placed the seal
of discretion on my lips
"I won't tell anybody," she assured me, in a flutter of curiosity
"I know you won't, but I can't. Honest."
"But, I tell you, I won't say a word to anybody. Strike me dumb if I
do!"
"I can't, Mrs. Chaikin," I besought her
"Don't bother," her husband put in, good-naturedly. "A woman will
be a woman."
I went on to describe the "wonders" that the firm of Chaikin &
Levinsky would do. Mrs. Chaikin's eyes glittered. I held her
spellbound. Her husband, who had hitherto been a passive
listener, as if the matter under discussion was one in which he was
not concerned, began to show signs of interest. It was the longest
and most eloquent speech I had ever had occasion to deliver.
It seemed to carry conviction
Children often act as a barometer of their mother's moods. So
when I had finished and little Maxie slipped up close to me and
tactily invited me to fondle him I knew that I had made a
favorable impression on his mother
I was detained for dinner.
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