First Love Page #4

Oh, no.

Then get out of here

before he gets back.

Hurry up!

Barbara!

If you'd only...

Will you do what

you're told for a change?

I only want

to thank him...

I'll thank him.

Go home before

he sees you again.

But...

Will you get

my horse out, Frankie?

Yes, Miss Clinton. Right away.

What's happened

to our patient?

Oh, that little brat.

- She ran off like a rabbit.

- She's a funny kid.

Who do you think she is?

You don't know?

The first time

I ever saw her...

was when I caught her

feeding sugar to my horse.

A likely story. Girls

just chase you around.

- Hello, Wilma.

- I'm so glad you

finally got here.

- The gang went on, Ted.

- I'll get my horse

and be right back.

You look lovely.

If I slept this late,

I'd be a sight.

You're priceless.

You always look the same

no matter what you do.

Mademoiselle Bristo says that

whenever she gives me a facial.

You ought to try her.

She's marvelous at

taking bad lines out.

- She must be miraculous.

- You'd be surprised what

she can do for your nerves.

That's where you

plump people are lucky.

You have no nerves.

Here you are, Miss Clinton.

Be careful. That hat might

make him a little skittish.

Don't worry about the General.

He has better taste

than most people.

- Horses always know

more than their riders.

- Which path do we take?

The upper one is shorter,

but there are too many

jumps for Barbara.

Don't worry about me.

The upper road is

ten minutes faster.

Ted and I will

take the lower one

and race you there.

All right, let's go.

Careful with

those jumps, dear.

Barbara!

How nice of you

to hurry home for tea.

Who wants tea?

Why, dear pet,

what happened to you?

Wilma Van Everett.

What did

little Wilma do?

I'd like to kill

"little" Wilma.

What did she do, dear?

Something horrible,

I trust?

She succeeded in making herself

ridiculous in front of everybody

at the club this afternoon.

She acted like a fool

over Ted Drake.

That's terrible!

Put them there, Connie.

All right.

You certainly covered

yourself with glory today.

I only tried to...

You tried brilliantly.

Never mind. Tell

your story, Barbara.

You wouldn't believe it

unless you were there.

I would.

She only advertised

to everybody present...

that she was

head-over-heels

in love with Ted.

That's silly!

It was revolting.

Why?

- Girls fall in love

with Ted all the time.

- She only just met him!

Love at first sight.

I've read about it.

It's very rare.

A Leo and Sagittarius might

do it if Saturn were in accord.

Her birthday is...

- December 4th.

- How do you know?

I certainly

should know.

You know her, do you?

What are you...

Everybody knows

Wilma Van Everett.

She gets twice as much

publicity as you do.

She does not.!

Does.

Doesn't.

Mother!

Walter! Isn't that strange?

That's the same birthday as you,

isn't it, Connie?

Yes, that's right.

December 4th.

[Barbara] I'm going to fix

Miss Van Everett. I'll see her

at the Drakes'party.

[Grace] Are the Drakes

going to have a party?

[Barbara] On the 29th.

I'll have something figured out.

Everybody will know about it

because everybody will be there.

Everybody?

Connie, what are

you going to wear?

To the party you mean?

Oh, I haven't been in...

I'm not going, am I?

- Of course you are. Sister

just said everybody's going.

- I haven't... I'd have to wear...

- It's formal, isn't it?

- Barbara's probably got

something upstairs...

that would suit you

perfect.

How about it?

And have people say

she's wearing my castoffs?

- We wouldn't want

that, would we?

- No. Of course not.

But I could wear...

Mother...

Wait. You're interrupting.

You could what?

I could wear my

graduation dress.

It's very pretty,

and it's long and white.

All white.

White's a pretty color.

It isn't

a garden party.

I could make it into

an evening dress. I'd just

have to fix the sleeves...

See how simple it is?

I'll start figuring out

what to do with it.

And thank you.

Thank you very much.

I took sewing

in school, you know.

I'll have to fix the skirt

a little, and maybe I can

fix the neck.

We're not going

to drag her to the ball.

If she fixes her dress, I'm

afraid we'll have to take her.

You can't get out of it.

Don't think I'm going to be

bothered with her

once she gets there.

Be nice to her at the ball,

sister, or people will have

an excuse...

to say some of the things

they've been thinking

about you for years.

I'm going to

the Drakes' ball.

What are you gonna do?

I'm going to

the Drakes' ball.

No foolin'!

Absolutely. I have to cut

the sleeves out. I have to

make this into an evening dress.

- Does the duchess

know you're going?

- Barbara? Certainly.

They only just told me

about it. I didn't

dream I was going.

That's wonderful, Miss Connie.

I'm so happy for you.

Thank you, Agnes.

I do want to look pretty

when he sees me this time...

when people see me.

I mean...

You know.

When who sees you

this time?

Everybody. Everybody in

New York's going to be there.

What slippers shall I wear?

Who's the "he" you were

just talkin' about?

I didn't mean any particular

person. Do you think these

slippers'll be all right?

Maybe if I cut the neckline

lower and sort of

flare out the skirt.

Miss OIlie could tell you.

She makes all her clothes.

Do you think she'd mind?

Oh, no, OIlie loves to...

I didn't know you knew

any "he" in New York.

I don't know any "he"...

I mean anybody.

Just because you see a person

doesn't mean you know a person.

Let's go ask OIlie

about the dress.

She's in the kitchen.

Miss Connie's going to the...

George told us.

Did they tell you about it?

I couldn't help

overhearing.

I'm almost as happy

as if I were going myself.

I've never been to

a big party like this before.

It'll be a great night.

It certainly will.

Is that the dress

you want to make over?

Yes, Agnes said you might

help me. May I put it here?

Put it anywhere.

It still has sleeves.

I thought if we'd only use

the skirt and make a bodice...

and then flare the skirt...

Don't mind me.

I only eat here.

That's my brother Mike.

This is Miss Connie. You know,

I told you about her singing.

- How do you do?

- Don't let me stop

the operation.

I'm used to blood.

Have you any more

of this material?

No, but I have

a yard of silver lace.

Maybe you can use that.

Only a yard?

Yes, but it's very pretty.

I'll run get it.

The design's lovely.

You'll see.

It's a good thing

it wasn't one of the others

that found you here.

They would have

called the police.

Fine crack.

Think you can fix it up?

I can try. I wish

the waist was higher.

Hold this.

Gotta look beautiful at that

ball for a very special reason.

What's his name?

What do you think I am,

a tattletale?

How about hoops?

Never mind hoops.

You better watch that roast or

we'll have a terrible dinner.

Oh, my gracious!

Well done might be all right

for the family, but I like

my beef rare.

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