She hurried away, skipping toward the dressing room building. Unconscious of each other, Gibson and Gallant watched her until she disappeared from their sight. When they turned toward each other simultaneously, John had a peculiarly embarrassed feeling, as if he had been caught doing something which he had no right to do.
Gibson's smile was confusing.
"A wonderful, wonderful girl," he said, drawing a finely embossed cigarette case.
"Yes," said John, instinctively apprehensive of making a more enthusiastic concurrence.
"A whole-hearted, dear, unsuspecting girl," said Gibson, without offering the cigarette case to John.
"Yes."
"A girl who makes a friend of everyone she meets."
Wasn't that "everyone" emphasized a trifle?
"A girl a man would do almost anything for." He was still smiling.
"Yes."