First Love Page #5

What can I do?

Why don't you put

some feathers on it?

How about those things

on the shoulders like

football players wear?

I just don't know

what to do.

I can tell you.

- This oughta be good.

- You take this dress...

and first,

you hide it away,

and then you go out

and buy her a whole

new outfit.

With what?

With money.

Whose money?

My money and your money.

And mine too.

Count me in.

And me.

Only goes to show

you don't get nothin'

for nothin' in this world,

not even from

your own sister.

How much?

It wasn't hard to do at all,

miss. I just bought another

yard or two of that lace.

Every bit of it

seems different.

When I remodel a dress,

I really remodel it.

The slippers just arrived.

I had to bring them up and

see how she looked.

It's a perfect fit.

It's really magnificent.

I still can't believe

it's the same dress.

OIlie did a lot of work on it.

May I put these on,

please?

These aren't my slippers.

Well, you see,

we took them out to a man...

to have some silver

put on them.

You know, like...

Like dyeing.

While he was doing it,

he spilled it all inside,

and you couldn't have worn them.

- So he only did what was right.

- He got you a new pair.

He shouldn't have

done that.

He's insured.

Do they feel

all right?

Why, yes.

They're just a little bit new,

but they fit perfectly.

[Knocking]

Come in.

I just wanted to see

how you looked.

You couldn't even tell

it was the same dress.

You look like a picture!

I don't see how...

OIlie must have worked

day and night...

Oh, turn around

a minute.

How does the skirt hang?

Perfect!

Why don't you go

in Miss Barbara's room?

You can see how

you really look.

That's a good idea.

I'll be back

in a minute.

Oh, just a second.

Thank you.

These just came

for you, miss.

How lovely!

Who sent it?

There wasn't any card.

Probably some admirer who knew

you were going to the ball.

Oh, you mean...

No.

How could he...

Oh, I don't think so.

They match your dress.

Isn't that nice?

[Barbara] Ollie.!

- Oh, I've been expecting that.

- OIlie, where have you been?

I want a large chiffon

handkerchief, black.

The bracelet.

Yes, miss.

Pardon me a minute.

I want to see how the skirt

hangs in the back.

I think it's

all right, don't you?

- What school did you

graduate from in that dress?

- We fixed it up. You like it?

The skirt hangs perfectly.

Oh, I forgot my locket.

I better go get it.

You look

very nice too.

Thanks.

I don't think

I'd look so good

in black.

You'd better hurry.

We don't want to be too late.

Did you see that?

Yes, miss. I think

she looks very nice.

Has she gone crazy,

storming in here,

patronizing me?

Oh, no, she's

just so thrilled about

going to the Drakes'.

She's taking

a lot for granted.

She isn't there yet.

Bring my wrap.

Yes, miss.

Did you hear that?

Yes!

What'd she say?

Mother, are you ready?

Yes, dear. I was looking

up the stars for tonight.

We're going to have

a marvelous evening.

I doubt that.

You mustn't doubt the stars.

They control your destiny,

whether you like it or not.

Ready? That's a very

smart gown, Aunt Grace.

Thank you.

Have you seen

my new dress?

Connie, it's amazing!

My wrap, please.

Mother, can we go?

Certainly. George,

is the car waiting?

Yes, Miss Connie.

Your cigarette case.

Where did

you find it?

In Mr. Clinton's study.

Oh, dear, where will I

leave it next?

[Connie] Have you seen the

newspaper? The society page is

full of details about the ball.

It mentioned all

the famous people who

are going to be there.

It's sure to be

a brilliant affair.

I hope they don't

just play rumbas.

You'd prefer waltzes.

I like waltzes.

I do too.

So do I. Dreamy ones.

My wrap.

This one?

No, the other one.

Mother, I think I'll

wear your pearl bracelet.

It goes better

with a black dress.

This isn't mine!

It is tonight.

Tomorrow it goes back

in Cousin Egbert's show window.

Oh, but really...

Shh!

- Shh.

- If Mr. Clinton comes,

tell him we'll be late.

Yes, ma'am.

Suppose UncleJason comes in

from Washington tonight?

What makes you think

he's coming tonight?

Aunt Louise

said yesterday

that he might.

She did?

I forgot to tell you.

Let's hope he doesn't arrive

until tomorrow.

If he does come and there isn't

one member of the family home,

we'll never hear the end of it.

I'll be glad to stay

and welcome him.

He hates the sight of you.

Can't say that

I blame him.

How about Father?

Your father won't be home

until all hours.

It's no great problem.

Connie can stay and sing

to him or something. You

don't mind, do you, Connie?

- Tonight? Now?

- You're dear to do it.

- Y-You mean I'm to wait here?

- Just make our excuses.

And fuss over him

when he arrives.

No.

No. You're not really going

to make me miss the party.

You can't.

That isn't fair.

You could have told me sooner

so I wouldn't plan and...

and wait and...

If you're going to argue

about everything we ask

you to do, I'll stay.

You can't do that.

The Drakes would be offended.

We'll make it up to you, Connie.

Barbara, you're only...

[Barbara]

I should think you'd be happy

to do something for us.

I could have told you a week ago

this would happen. Wanted to

see if I guessed right. I did.

Night.

[Door Slams]

Terry!

Sorry, ma'am.

[Mumbles]

[Engine Starting, Revving]

All right.

I'll stay home.

I'll say you will.

Going to the ball

wasn't my idea.

You were pretty anxious.

I like to dance. Is there

anything wrong with that?

Who would you dance with?

Ted Drake?

That's silly.

Of course it's silly.

But that's who you mean.

And it's twice as silly

to be getting any

foolish ideas about him.

I'm not!

Oh, no?

What about that picture you

cut out of the newspaper?

Who was that?

Ted Drake, that's who.

I just cut it out.

There wasn't any reason

for cutting it out.

I suppose there isn't any reason

for keeping it hidden

in that book, either.

In what book?

In what book!

In that book!

That?

Stop being a silly girl.

Get that picture, tear it up

and throw it away this minute.

That's exactly

what I'm going to do.

See?

I'm tearing it up.

[Knock At Door]

I don't want to hear

or think about him,

or have any more silly ideas

about myself or anybody else.

George, l-I

didn't know you...

I knocked twice, miss,

and when I heard you

talking to someone I

thought I'd better step in.

There's no one in here.

Talking?

Oh! I must have been

talking to myself.

I'm sorry to interrupt, miss,

but everything's been arranged

and you're going to the ball.

I am?

Indeed you are. UncleJason

is still in Washington.

But Aunt Grace said...

They'll be there.

They won't arrive

until midnight.

They'll be there

long before that.

No, they won't, miss.

Everything's been changed.

You'll be there and back

before they even arrive.

How will I go?

In your car.

And it's a pippin.

Who'll take me?

You'll have an escort

of six white bikes.

Six white what?

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