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said Dora.
"Why doesn't he tell you what he was in your room?" Barbara snorted. "He was going through your vanity."
I glared at her "you--you spy!" I tossed my head. "You hear? now she accuses me of being a thief".
"Well what were you doing in my dresser:" asked Dora. "I was looking for something. Go down and see if any- thing is missing. See if I stole anything."
"Nobody says your a thief," said Constance, "But what were you doing in Dora's room in her vanity?"
"I hung my head in embarrassment. "Well, you know that new shade of lipstick you bought?---I--I just couldn't resist trying it on."
"Yes I can see that. Your lips are painted with it." Dora said. Despite the seriousness of the moment, she all- owed herself to smile. "I saw the rest also," she added, Constance was looking at me from head to foot, actually see ing me for the first time in my feminine role.
"Well, that's the truth," I said. "I suppose this makes my shame complete. I'm not only a cowardly slacker hiding under women's clothing, a beggar (I bowed to Bar- bara who turned away scornfully), and a lazy bum (this time nodding to Mrs. Vickers) but a pansy, too. Because it is evident that I'm beginning to like dressing up as a girl, Constance can divorce me and as none of you are blood relations I can't bring disgrace on any of you if I turn fairy and become a street walker."
This was greeted with absolute silence but now Barbara ventured to smile with amusement. I turned and left the room. Constance followed me down the steps. I reached the door of my room and went in, dropping on the edge of the bed disconsolately, bursting into tears. Constance came over and sat down beside me. She patted my knee,
"Come now darling, Connie's come to take you home." Then for the first ime I noticed two grips on the floor. One was here, the other mine. Without any good-byes to any of the others, we took the grips outside and got into Connie's car. "Dearest", she shouted over the roar of the motor. "It's going to be so lovely having you home again. Our maid Doreen quit to work in a war plant. You'll have to take her place". So I was expected to remain a girl. (To be Concluded Next Issue)