Sadie said it for him. “I know,” she said; “don’t tell me. She’s cute. She’s got everything. She’s a menace to good men, and she’s the world’s biggest push−over.”
Benny blinked at her. “Hey! Where do you get that stuff?”
Sadie walked down the gangway, not listening to him. She was conscious of some of the men drawing their eyes reluctantly from the fight to watch her go. She swung her hips. “Go on,” she thought, “take a look at me. I’m not so bad myself.”
Benny came running after her. “What was that stuff about the dame?” he said angrily. “I don’t like that line.”
Sadie looked at him over her shoulder. “Looked to me like you were having a good time,” she said, without stopping.
Benny nearly fell over. She’d seen after all. Hell! He might have guessed that she couldn’t have missed that.
He had almost to run to keep up with her. “You ain’t mad about a little thing like that?” he said anxiously.
“It was an accidentyou know that.”
She said bitterly, “Sure it was an accident. Pretty nice for you, wasn’t it?”
They got to the car, and she beat him to opening the door. She climbed in and sat close up to the door, away from him. He started the engine and began to drive slowly down the winding exit.