"Forgot to thank you, did she?" he laughed. "Oh, well, better come along over to the Roof with me and watch her caper, and give her another chance."
Perry didn't know whether he liked Hamilton or not, but he didn't instinctively distrust him.
"Who is she?" he asked.
"You really don't know?"
"I don't know many girls in this town."
"Hm-m-m," said Hamilton. "Thought everybody knew her. Felicity Brown. Aero Octet." And he repeated his invitation.
"She'll want to thank you for preventing damage to life or limb." He couldn't have said exactly what made him voice the rest, unless it was the way the boy's eyes had followed her.
"And believe me, damage to life or limb, it would have been an equal catastrophe to Felicity. Come on along."
Perry hung back.
"Don't you know," he hesitated, "that you can lose your reputation just from being seen talking to me?"