“We’ll be here when you come back,” I told him.
“Hey!” Myra said. “Whose side are you on?”
I grinned at her. “Pipe down for a minute, will you?”
Bogle got to his feet after Ansell had shaken him. “Talk!” he said bitterly. “That’s all we do. We came out here so I could kick this dame’s teeth in and what happens? We sit around and talk! Now, we go away so they can talk! Don’t we ever do anything else, but talk in this gawdamn place?”
“Cheer up,” I said. “You’re getting so many wrinkles, before long you’ll have to screw your hat on.”
He glared at me, then turning on his heel, he slouched after Ansell. They crossed the square and disappeared into a beer parlour that stood at the corner.
I settled further, into my chair. “Well,” I said, “you can never tell, can you. How do you like being a Sun Virgin?”
Myra’s reply was unprintable.
Chapter FIVE
WELL, I talked her into it. It took a long time and it was as easy as cracking rock with a sponge.