"Couldn't be worse than the men!"
"The women'll all go for this chap because he's good-looking."
"Just as good a reason as going for another because he shouted grog for you," and similar remarks, drifted to my ears, but "Dora's" mind did not seem to be running on politics.
"Who was that red-headed fellow sitting the other side of you?" he inquired.
"Which one?"
"A short block of a fellow with a clean face."
"Oh, he's a man I know."
"Pretty cool of us leaving Dawn. The old dame won't like it."
"She won't mind, considering Dawn has about the most reliable escort procurable."
"I suppose it's all right if you know him, but to me he looked like a bagman or bike-rider or something in the spieler line."