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at the club, an evening for you to be seen with the right people." She winked. "Ready?"

Barbara dabbed at her eyes. "No . . . but I'll do it." Hopping out of the chair and going to the dresser mirror, she looked at Marion's reflection over her left shoulder. "Who am I scheduled to meet? Is someone supposed to sweep me off my feet for the cameras?"

"Oh," Marion's eyes twinkled, "only the most glorious specimen of masculinity in Hollywood, and the world."

"C'mon. . . ."

"Think I'm kidding? Just wait. He's amazing, I've been told. His name is R. T."

Barbara was heading out the door and only barely heard the last comment. "I'd better get ready then. I've got a lot of work to do if I'm to be ready for the most glorious specimen of masculinity in the world." Her hand on the doorframe, she turned to Marion one last time. "Ar-tique?" she mumbled, almost to herself. "Mmmm . . . why have I not heard of him? Hope he's not disappointed."

*

Zeppo preferred to drive himself when he had the chance. Tonight, since it was just him, Marion, and Barbara, he helped the ladies into the carMarion in the middle and Barbara next to herand he comfortably slid behind the driver's seat. It was a nice ride to the Trocadero, down Sunset Strip, and as they enjoyed the evening's warm breeze, he knew Barbara was nervous. Marion and he had discussed the chat the ladies had that afternoon, and he knew this arranged meeting must be a real winner to encourage his depressed houseguest.

Marion, as usual, chattered about everything and anything.

"What about that new dress I brought home?" she asked, turning to Barbara. "Did you get a good look at it? My goodness, I've never seen anything so pretty!"

Before Barbara could answer, Zeppo quipped, "Yeah, but that's what you say every time you bring home a new dress . . . oh, every few days?"

Marion ignored him, and both she and Zeppo were happy to hear Barbara laugh at their good-natured bantering.

She elbowed him, despite their close quarters. "It is quite possible, dear husband, that a more beautiful dress is around every corner!"

"Your outfit tonight, Barbara, is stunning," Zeppo wanted to turn the conversation toward their friend. "I'm sure you'll swivel the head of every man in the place."

They pulled up to the front of the club. Before Barbara could answer, her door was opened by the valet. "Ms. Stanwyck," he greeted her. "So nice to see you!"

The young man's genuine delight raised Barbara's spirits and while she smiled and thanked him, he reached in for Marion's

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