Bill Petticoat was a hundred per
cent success. Little Lady Petticoat is nobody's fool. She knows that a
lucky punch is her only chance. A short, swift hook, straight from the
shoulder. The pretty Warble is a perpetual promise of joy, yet she shows
symptoms of curvature of the soul--and it is, so far, a toss-up whether
she will have her passport _vised_ or be given the gate.
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The week after, the Leathershams gave a party. The gilt-chaired audience
listened to Sable Caviaro the new Russian violinist and Slubber D.
Gullion, who discoursed on the Current Trend of Current Bolshe Vikings.
The refreshing episode consisted of champagne and Saratoga chips.
CHAPTER VIII
The Restless Sexteen was the record altitude of Butterfly Center. It was
the elect and select of the intellect; it was the whole show--the very
Wholly of Whollies. To belong to it was canonization. Though some of its
members also belonged to the Toddletopsis Club, it meant their leading a
double life.
The Restless Sexteen were mostly young married women with their husbands
as nonresident members.
They studied higher psychology and broader psychopathy. The wrestled with
and threw Einstein and let themselves dream again with Freud.
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