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"
Oh
God
,
"
she
exclaimed
.
"
I
know
what
I
didn
’
t
get
.
Nightgowns
.
"
He
glared
at
her
ferociously
.
"
Don
’
t
you
want
me
to
get
some
nice
new
pajamas
?
"
she
said
.
"
So
I
’
ll
be
all
fresh
and
—
"
"
No
.
"
He
shook
his
head
.
"
Forget
it
.
Look
for
a
place
to
eat
.
"
Juliana
said
in
a
steady
voice
,
"
We
’
ll
go
and
register
at
the
hotel
first
.
So
we
can
change
.
Then
we
’
ll
eat
.
"
And
it
better
be
a
really
fine
hotel
,
she
thought
,
or
it
’
s
all
off
.
Even
this
late
.
And
we
’
ll
ask
them
at
the
hotel
what
’
s
the
best
place
in
Denver
to
eat
.
And
the
name
of
a
good
nightclub
where
we
can
see
a
once
-
in
-
a
-
lifetime
act
,
not
some
local
talent
but
some
big
names
from
Europe
,
like
Eleanor
Perez
or
Willie
Beck
.
I
know
great
UFA
stars
like
that
come
out
to
Denver
,
because
I
’
ve
seen
the
ads
.
And
I
won
’
t
settle
for
anything
less
.
As
they
searched
for
a
good
hotel
,
Juliana
kept
glancing
at
the
man
beside
her
.
With
his
hair
short
and
blond
,
and
in
his
new
clothes
,
he
doesn
’
t
look
like
the
same
person
,
she
thought
.
Do
I
like
him
better
this
way
?
It
was
hard
to
tell
.
And
me
—
when
I
’
ve
been
able
to
arrange
for
my
hair
being
done
,
we
’
ll
be
two
different
persons
,
almost
.
Created
out
of
nothing
or
,
rather
,
out
of
money
.
But
I
just
must
get
my
hair
done
,
she
told
herself
.
They
found
a
large
stately
hotel
in
downtown
Denver
with
a
uniformed
doorman
who
arranged
for
the
car
to
be
parked
.
That
was
what
she
wanted
.
And
a
bellboy
—
actually
a
grown
man
,
but
wearing
the
maroon
uniform
—
came
quickly
and
carried
all
their
parcels
and
luggage
,
leaving
them
with
nothing
to
do
but
climb
the
wide
carpeted
steps
,
under
the
awning
,
pass
through
the
glass
and
mahogany
doors
and
into
the
lobby
.
Small
shops
on
each
side
of
the
lobby
,
flower
shop
,
gifts
,
candy
,
place
to
telegraph
,
desk
to
reserve
plane
flights
,
the
bustle
of
guests
at
the
desk
and
the
elevators
,
the
huge
potted
plants
,
and
under
their
feet
the
carpeting
,
thick
and
soft
.
She
could
smell
the
hotel
,
the
many
people
,
the
activity
.
Neon
signs
indicated
in
which
direction
the
hotel
restaurant
,
cocktail
lounge
,
snack
bar
,
lay
.
She
could
barely
take
it
all
in
as
they
crossed
the
lobby
and
at
last
reached
the
reservation
desk
.
There
was
even
a
bookstore
.
