Below is Part 5 of 18 monthly installments for Visitant.
Betta’s usual table had been reserved for two at Ridgemont’s. It was at her normal position in the center of the room. She had also insisted tea be on her credit. This was in spite of the fact that Birdie had a more than sufficient allowance herself, compounded by successful investments made in her name by a brother in Arkham. Betta had taken care of all the arrangements. Birdie tried not to be annoyed.
The young Mrs. Bridgeford had insisted. She must feel treated, Betta had explained. We’ve got to vamp her, she had informed Birdie in her obnoxiously hip style. It was clear Betta thought she knew the girl. Birdie was not so sure.
None of their group except the Uxor twins had met…
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