His touch was deft and certain; a moment and it had been fashioned to suit him.

Then he stood back and eyed the _tout ensemble._ "Gorgeous!" he cried, genuinely enthusiastic.

"That was the touch.

I defy any costumer to better it.

Open your eyes, oh, gypsy princess! And what do you see ?" "It--it sort of makes a difference, doesn't it ?" Allie said.