"Delivering her to her parents in Denver."
"That all?"
Farradyne nodded. "She latched onto me on Ganymede; she's the dame that made the loud announcement of my being a hellflower runner."
"Maybe she's right."
"She isn't. I'm not."
Cahill grinned. "This much we know," he said.
"You do?"
"Yes. But maybe she'll be right sooner or later. But get rid of her, see?"
Farradyne nodded vigorously. "That I'll do. She has been hell on high heels to have around."
"Looks like she might be fun."