impertinent of me. . . . Do forgive me Elaine. I'm almost cwazy. I don't know what I'm saying."
"Oh Jojo's a dear. He's even going to let me divorce him if I want to. . . . Would you if you were me?" Without waiting for an answer she disappeared between the folding doors. Cassie remained hunched up on the edge of the couch.
Ellen came back with a blue teapot in one hand and a pan of steaming water in the other. "Do you mind not having lemon or cream? There's some sugar on the mantelpiece. These cups are clean because I just washed them. Dont you think they are pretty? Oh you cant imagine how wonderful and domestic it makes you feel to have a place all to yourself. I hate living in a hotel. Honestly this place makes me just so domestic . . . Of course the ridiculous thing is that I'll probably have to give it up or sublet as soon as I've got it decently fixed up. Show's going on the road in three weeks. I want to get out of it but Harry Goldweiser wont let me." Cassie was taking little sips of tea out of her spoon. She began to cry softly. "Why Cassie buck up, what's the matter?"
"Oh, you're so lucky in everything Elaine and I'm so miserable."
"Why I always thought it was my jinx that got the beautyprize, but what is the matter?"
Cassie put down her cup and pushed her two clenched hands into her neck. "It's just this," she said in a strangled voice. . . . "I think I'm going to have a baby." She put her head down on her knees and sobbed.
"Are you sure? Everybody's always having scares."
"I wanted our love to be always pure and beautiful, but he said he'd never see me again if I didn't . . . . and I hate him." She shook the words out one by one between tearing sobs.
"Why don't you get married?"
"I cant. I wont. It would interfere."
"How long since you knew?"
"Oh it must have been ten days ago easily. I know it's that
