Advice

This is a busy signal. When you call a Nelson house and you hear this, it means one of four things. David is talking to a girl. Ricky is talking to a girl. Aussie is talking to the phone company about the bill, or Harriet has finally gotten hold of the phone.

And I guess this is Harriet's lucky day. Yes, Harriet. It's a little shop on High Street called Norma's Trif Shop. But you ought to sell it. You just can't throw that beautiful gold on my dress away.

Harriet is at the dress that... That's the one. Well, there's no reason to be embarrassed about it, Clara. If you need some extra money, take my advice and sell it the dress as you don't want.

That's what I do if I were you. Harriet. I see agrees with me, don't you? Harriet. All right, Clara. Well, let me know what you get for you. Bye. Harriet. All right, dear. You can have the phone now.

I don't want the phone. Oh, wouldn't have hung up so soon if you hadn't been saying Harriet. Harriet. Harriet. Harriet. We're getting nowhere, dear. What are you trying to tell me? Harriet, I'm surprised at you.

What was I doing? Well, giving Clara Randolph some advice. Well, what's wrong with that? She needs some extra money to buy a coat, so I suggested that she sell some of her nice dresses she has around and doesn't wear anymore.

Well, I don't think it's up to you to tell what you should do with her wardrobe. Besides, Joe Randolph liked that slinky gold lamae dress. Yes, but Clara's put on a little white and it doesn't fit her slinker anymore.