Gigolo by Edna Ferber Chapter 3 Page 58

Mary, keen-eyed, saw him first. She beckoned Mazzetti who stood in attendance beside Mrs. Hubbell’s chair. She snatched up the wrap that lay at hand and rose. “It’s stifling in here. I’m going out on the Promenade for a breath of air. Come on.” She plucked at Mazzetti’s sleeve and actually propelled him through the crowd and out of the room. She saw Gor�’s startled eyes follow them.

She even saw him crossing swiftly to where her mother and father sat. Then she vanished into the darkness with Mazzetti. And the Mazzettis put but one interpretation upon a young woman who strolls into the soft darkness of the Promenade with a gigolo.

And Mary Hubbell knew this.

G�d�on Gor� stood before Mr. and Mrs. Orson J. Hubbell. “Where is your daughter?”