Cotillion

Said Catherine.

Shall you be at the Cotillion Ball tomorrow?

Perhaps we...

Yes, I think we certainly shall.

So the only thing that...

The closest thing that I got to was going to dancing classes at Cotillion and going...

There used to be a thing called the Golden Silver Ball in New York City.

Yes.

Can you explain its presence there?" He gazed intently at Gordon, but the latter had his emotions under control, and his face was expressionless as he answered with perfect composure, "I cannot, sir." "Where were you on Wednesday night last?" "I dined at the Metropolitan Club with Lieutenant James Raymond.

We went later to the Bachelor's Cotillion." The coroner held a whispered conversation with his clerk, then turned to the witness.

"Will you kindly withdraw to the waiting room, Mr. Gordon? But don't leave the house, as I wish to call you again to the stand." Gordon nodded silently to Dick Tillinghast and several other friends as he left the room.

The next witness was Lieutenant Raymond.

Just before leaving the house, I joined my wife and daughter in the dining room.

Mrs. Trevor told me that, as she had a bad nervous headache, she had decided not to go to the Bachelor's Cotillion, but instead she was going to retire early.

My daughter Beatrice had therefore arranged to go to the ball with her friend, Miss McAllister, who was to call for her at ten o'clock.

My motor was announced, and as I kissed my wife, she asked me not to disturb her on my return, as she wanted to get a good night's sleep.

I cannot, sir.

Where were you on Wednesday night last? I dined at the Metropolitan Club with Lieutenant James Raymond.

We went later to the Bachelor's Cotillion.

The coroner held a whispered conversation with his clerk, then turned to the witness.

I am very Southern.

I went to Cotillion, you know.

Really? That's basically about the debutante.

It was literally labeled the debutante.

Where were you on Wednesday night last? I dined at the Metropolitan Club with Lieutenant James Raymond.

We went later to the Bachelor's Cotillion.

The coroner held a whispered conversation with his clerk, then turned to the witness.

Will you kindly withdraw to the waiting room, Mr. Gordon? But don't leave the house, as I wish to call you again to the stand.

Hold on a second.

Ah! You want to do Cotillion? I mean, I went through it.

Because you and I were forced.

Yeah.

choice, but I'm like, you want to do it? He goes, yeah, I think it might be kind of fun.

I was like.

Did you look into it? He has signed up for Cotillion.

My wife signed him up for this one that's, you know, a little far, but still, I'm like, are you sure you want to do this? You want to dress up? You want to do the whole etiquette thing? You want to pull the chair out? You want to get the silverware for the table? Yeah.

You know, Henry-

Henry Allen, who went on to run Cotillion at Atlantic.

Exactly, and was head of radio stations and, and things like that, too.

Henry was always in there early, so it was a big f- you know, Atlantic was bigger family than most people even remember.