“You were quite interesting,” Cartel said, sparingly—inspecting her with half-closed, speculative eyes.
“Do I get my job?” she inquired.
Later, he spoke to her parents about her talent.
“For goodness’ sake, don’t tell her,” urged her mother.
“You wouldn’t let me take her for a season?” he inquired.
“I should say not!” replied Mrs. Bryce, with emphasis.
The fuss that was made over the girl was enough to turn her head completely.
“We’ve got to take her away, that’s all,” said Wally, a day or two later.
“Where?” inquired Max, irritated to brevity.