"That's all you know about me. I don't take up with every girl."
"I'm glad you don't," she said.
"But I'll bet you got a different fellow for every day when you're in
New York."
"Nothin' like that," she said; "but, anyway, there's always room for one more."
Two young men without hats passed. Miss Sternberger called out her greeting.
"Hello, Manny! Wasn't the water grand? What? Well, you tell Leo he don't
know nothin'. No, we don't want to have our pictures taken! Mr.
Arnheim, I want to introduce you to Mr. Landauer, a neckwear man out of
Baltimore, and Mr. Manny Sinai, also neckwear, out of New York."
They posed, with the white sunlight in their eyes.
"I hope we won't break the camera," said Arnheim.
The remark was greeted with laughter. The little machine clicked, the new-comers departed, and then Miss Sternberger and Mr. Arnheim turned to each other again.
"You ain't tired, are you—Myra?"