Come and Get It by Edna Ferber

Author:Edna Ferber [Ferber, Edna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-345-80615-4
Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
Published: 2014-03-04T00:00:00+00:00

She and Swan went off again into peals of laughter. Barney laughed, too, but not much. Miss Wrench did not laugh.

“I’m sorry you don’t like it, Mr. Glasgow. We’ll try something else. Miss Droop thought this—–”

“Oh, we like it,” Karie interrupted, hastily. “Oh, Miss, we like it fine. Don’t you, Pa? Don’t you, Mr. Glasgow?”

“Couldn’t be better—if you like it.” He had heard the rustle of approaching silk. He was looking past Karie now.

“I’m crazy about it.”

Miss Droop appeared first this time, she had the appearance of a mistress of ceremonies clearing the way. “Now, then, Mrs.—m—Lindbeck, if you’ll just step into the second dress in the fitting room while we’re showing Miss Lin—–”

But Karie did not move. Pride and anticipation glowed in her face. Lotta came slowly forward. Barney sat in the little chair and stared as she advanced, and there was the beautiful and desirable woman in the dress upon which he was to pass judgment and for which he was to pay, and she was looking at him gratefully and proudly and anxiously, and the sultan feeling in Bernard Glasgow knew satisfaction at last.

Like Karie, she walked superbly. The Ridge House trays had seen to that. Miss Droop was an artist in her way for she had ignored the commonplace and obvious colors usually chosen for honey-yellow blondes—the amethyst blue, the black velvet, the apple green. She had chosen the color for Lotta’s eyes, which were brown. As in Karie’s dress she had wisely steered away from a décolleté gown. She knew her Chicago. She had put Lotta into a skin-tight princesse dress of cloth the color of champagne, very fine and supple and with no high-lights in it. It followed the lines of her fine strong body from her bosom to the hem of her skirt. A front panel was bordered by a double row of gold buttons. The upper part was a yoke of blonde lace, and frothing over this came a cascade of lace ruffles. The sleeves, like the dress, were skin tight, the collar was tight and high, off her shoulders hung a long stole of black fox. The hat was of velvet of the color of the dress, but faced with black. Three champagne ostrich tips rose from a crown of champagne chiffon. Her short kid gloves, her slippers, her stockings were the color of the dress.

She came straight toward Barney with deliberate step, she stood before him, she looked down at him, he stared up at her. He thought, This is what I dreamed of, this is what I hoped it would be, and it is.

Miss Droop. Miss Droop’s basilisk eye on them.

“How do you like that, Mr. Glasgow? Is that what you had in mind?”

He cleared his throat, he spoke smoothly, judiciously. “Very neat, very neat indeed.”

Miss Droop was plainly baffled by this. “Oh, but we have other things if this doesn’t—–”

“Oh, no. It will do very nicely.”

“The coat. It goes with the dress. Miss Wrench, the coat. And the other dresses.

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