It opens and makes a bed. Well, that's a good idea. Many a time Billy and Louise would be staying. And those chairs were comfortable. A hundred and ninety-eight dollars for the three pieces. A couple of straight-back chairs, too. Windsor chairs, Lillian supposed they were called. Yes, they'd do. Two of them. Ash-receiver stands. Oh, that one. The wooden one painted like a little colored fellow in uniform was cute. Was the ash tray in his hands detachable? Oh, of course. How stupid. Well, that and another one. That plain one would be all right. A gate-leg table. Seat eight? Eight what? Oh, go on. Six would have a hard time getting around it. Now, that was something like it. All right. Sure, a rug. Eighty-five dollars! Good God. But it was pretty. Those flowers-pots in it were almost the same shade as the upholstery on the furniture. Two lamps, please. A bridge and the other kind. Piano? Gosh, no, there's nobody who plays. Oh, piano lamp? Of course. How dumb. Oh, look at that cute thing to put ornaments in. What? Oh, it's a bookcase? Well, for heaven's sake. Isn't it large? Positively huge. No, I get them from the circulating library. A table and two chairs for the kitchen, please. White? Certainly. Oh, really. Well, let me see them in green. Well, isn't that cute? With green linoleum and all, that will be adorable. My God, what next? Colored tables and chairs for the kitchen. I'll be darned. Oh, a few pictures for the living-room. That one of the girl on the balcony is sweet. That one and the one with the bunch of trees on it. Oh, dishes, too. Do you have them here? Well, they'll have them uptown. What? Oh, don't the spring and mattress come
