Hubert got five hundred dollars for the car.
"There you are," he said, spreading the money before her. "Money isn't hard to get."
"Not if a person has a car to sell every day," she answered.
"You watch now, kid, this is lucky money. This'll break the ice. Everything will change from today on."
She told him about meeting Louise and Anna. "They're coming back this evening. Cliff and Billy are coming, too. Do me a favor, Hubert, let me spend twenty-five dollars, will you?"
"Spend fifty if you like. Spend a hundred. What do you want to do?"
"Oh, Hubert, I'm a mess. I haven't anything to wear or anything. I haven't bought things for ages. You know I had a lot of things and they all went at once. I don't want Louise or Anna to think we're broke."
"Well, this apartment won't keep our secret very well, Lillian."
"I kinda covered that by talking of economizing after you made bad investments. See? But I hate to look awful myself."
"Sure. Go ahead."
After dinner Lillian rushed out to Dyckman Street. She got a dress for fifteen dollars. It was blue georgette with a pleated skirt. Very pretty. She bought shoes for six dollars. Black satin pumps they were. She didn't care much for the heels. They weren't high and slim enough, but she was in too much of a hurry to hunt about. Stockings could be managed on a dollar nineteen. They were pretty stockings. A shade known as autumn
