Compared to Mary (who really wasn't all that hard) getting to Elise was a piece of cake. About three weeks after my brother George married Elise, he had to go out of town on business. He asked me to look in on her from time to time to make sure she was all right and to do whatever I could for her if she needed help.
The first day he was gone I called Elise and asked her to have dinner with me ("I know how lonely you must be this being your first separation, yadda, yadda, yadda) and she agreed. I took her to a place where they had good food and a dance band. I kept her wineglass full all through dinner and by the time we had finished eating she had quite a buzz on. She readily agreed when I asked her if she would like to stay awhile for some dancing and I ushered her to a table in a fairly
