Dress yourself in your very nicest and go to see Miss Sillon in her
shop, "Fine Feathers," on the south side of Washington Square. I
spoke to her about you, and I believe there is a very good
opportunity there for you. They want a milliner--some one to take a
small salary and a share in the profits. They are nice girls, and
you’ll enjoy being with them. I really think it is just what you
want. Anyway, try it, won’t you? And let me know if it suits.
Your friend, as always,
POLLY GERALDINE.
P. S.--He is doing splendidly.
Angelica read the letter to her mother, all but the signature, and ate
her supper in silence.
"Sit down, mommer," she said. "I’ll wash the dishes. I guess I’ll lay
off for a while to-morrow and go and see about this thing."