Ex-Lady Page #3

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In fact, I've already

had a bid of $1500.

Who's Josephine?

The lovely lady without raiment.

Or benefit of clergy.

And that brings up the old subject.

Let's drop the old subject.

You're quite a Puritan, aren't you?

- Think so? -What

else can I think?

- Otherwise, you'd... -Otherwise, I'd say

yes to the irresistible Mr. Melvin.

Mm-hmm. And thanks for the adjective.

What conceit.

Is that nice?

Helen, I keep asking you: why not?

- Don't be so persistent, Nick. It's

annoying. -Generally successful...

Helen, is it possible

that you misunderstand?

I won't marry you.

- Is that a promise?

- Absolutely.

Haha. Come on. Let's quit kidding.

- That's what he

said. -Who said?

That's what every man says when he

wants you to do what he wants you to.

Man. Whoo! I'm souring

on the lot of you.

You know, you're awfully sweet.

Aw, come on, Helen.

Why not? The real reason.

Because I love another.

I heard something

today...! Hello, Don.

Hello.

- May I see you, Helen?

- In just a minute.

The Ellison Agency is after

the Palm Mennen account.

They want someone to do the

drawings. I mentioned you.

Thanks, Nick.

If Ellison gets the account,

they'll pay you plenty.

- Is it on spec? -Not a bit

of speculation in it.

The account is in the bag. All you

have to do is make the drawings.

Will you excuse me? I have to

try and sell some more pictures.

Well, Don?

- That's what I was going to

talk to you about. -What?

Well, I think now we'd

best forget about it.

No, tell me.

Oh, I had the hunch to go after

the Palm Mennen account.

And I was going to ask

you to do the drawings.

Oh.

But I don't stand a chance

against Ellison. They're big.

Except that I thought, with

your drawings... but that's out.

With Ellison it's a cinch for

you. With me you'd be gambling.

And I ought to do them for you?

"Ought" is a bad word. I was all wrong

yesterday, Helen. You were right.

The fact that we love each other

shouldn't put us under obligations.

Don, you make me feel

a little ashamed.

Must and ought are out. Even "marriage. "

There aren't any arguments for marriage.

The only one I have... the only one I

ever really had... I love you so much.

Let's look at some more pictures.

Have dinner with me.

Yes.

I'm full of Tony's good red wine.

And you. Make a song out of that.

It was a swell evening.

Don... I'm going to do

the drawings for you.

Oh, no. Nothing doing.

There you go. I want to!

Mmm.

I'd better go home, hadn't I?

Do you want to?

No.

I don't want to.

Don, will you marry me?

Well!

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Mr. Peterson wants you

quick, if you could.

Alright, girls. Relax.

- They're on the phone,

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