"I always feel like a human mole down there," said Louise. "And I'm frightened half to death besides."
"And we want to see the streets and the shops and the people," added May. "It's a perfect waste of opportunity to come to New York and spend half your time in subways, Morris!"
So Morris gave in with fairly good grace, grumbling a little at the foolishness of girls, and boarded a surface car. He made the mistake of turning eastward instead of toward the west when they alighted at Eighteenth Street and had to stand some joking from his companions when the error was discovered. Marsden's proved to be a huge establishment occupying a building of its own, with floor after floor of wonderful things. For over an hour they trotted around, in and out of elevators, up and down endless aisles, at the heels of a most imposing gentleman in a frock coat and immaculate gray trousers. Morris declared afterwards that he didn't have much chance to see the furniture he was all the time admiring the creases in those trousers and wondering whether they were starched! May, on the other hand, confessed that she had been quite hypnotized by the salesman's lovely whiskers! So, if
