Chapter 26

She rose, crossed the room to the window and peered out. “It’s snowing. We’ll have to take a taxi.” She came back and telephoned, then again moved about restlessly. Suddenly she stopped, “Oh, I hate the thought of Christmas.” “Why don’t you go home?” “Because I want to be here when Rickey comes back,” she stopped in front of Virginia and smiled at her. “You see how brazen I am?” Virginia smiled back at her, “I don’t believe you mean half you say.” “I do. Oh, well, tonight I’ll eat, drink and be merry—” She changed …