The foreman eyed her thoughtfully. She puzzled him. He couldn’t place her at all. She had very hard green eyes, and her mouth was thin and cruel. Now that she was close to him, he was a little startled to see how broad and muscular she was. It irritated him that he had to look up at her. So, he said rather abruptly, “What do you want?”
She smiled. Her teeth were big, white and beautiful. He noticed that her smile didn’t reach her eyes. “The Lincoln over there,” she said, “where’s it goin’?”
The foreman looked at the smaller of the two and gave her a wink. She flushed and looked away quickly.
The tall girl said: “Never mind that stuff for the moment. Where’s the guy goin’?”
“Miami—lookin’ for a lift?” The foreman continued to ogle the small girl.
“Yeah. Can you fix it for us?”
The foreman shook his head. “Why should I?” he asked, shifting his feet a little. “We don’t do that sort of thing on a station like this.”
The tall girl turned to her companion. “Let me talk to him, Stella,” she said. “Move out of the way.”
The girl called Stella hesitated, then walked away a few paces and stood watching the other two with fixed intentness.
The tall girl moved a little closer to the foreman. “Nice, isn’t she?” she said. “She’s shy, but she could go for a guy like you in a big way.”