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“Tonight, Elma The Thimble Club”

“Come pick me up!”

Breathless and flushed, she pushed through, made it to a far curb, looked back as one looks at the ocean for a last ti to herself, down the avenue, counting on her fingers the appointments she had in the next week at the El Basket, and the Elite Theatre Club

The hours blazed to their finish The court house clock rang once

Mr Alexander stood on the street corner, glancing at his watch doubtfully and shaking it,on the opposite corner, and after tenyour pardon, but I think ive me the correct time?”

“John!” she cried

“Elma!” he cried

“I was standing here all the time,” she said

“And I was standing over there!”

“You’ve got a new suit!”

“That’s a new dress!”

“New hat”

“So is yours”

“New shoes”

“How do yours fit?”