"I'm shopping!" she said distinctly, with dry lips. And she managed to smile.
"Well," Martin said, smiling in turn, "surprised to see me?"
"Oh, Martin--" said her fluttered voice. Even in the utter panic of heart and soul she knew that for safety's sake she must find his vanity.
"I'm going to tell you something that will surprise you," he said. "I'm through with the Red Creek people!"
"Martin!" Cherry enunciated, almost voicelessly.
"You remember I wrote you that they fired Mason, and that I was doing his work and mine, too?"
"I--I remember!" Cherry, seized by deadly nausea and chill, looked from a flower vendor to a newsboy, looked at the cars, the people--she must not faint. She must not faint.
"Well--but where are you going? Home?"
"I was going to the dentist a minute, but it's not important." They had turned and were walking across to the ferry. She knew that there was no way in which she might escape him. "What did you say?" she said.
"I asked you when the next boat left for Mill Valley?"