"A latent thing. In maturity, according to the psychologists, it becomes the psychological stuff by which we understand and appreciate our own sex."
"And it does, too."
"If you say so, it must be right, Hat."
"There—you are damned tooting!" She looked at me. "So you took her out—?"
"Rumbaing. I've got good at it—since I knew you."
"Really good?"
"Good enough to please the Cuban girls. So we danced. And I brought her back to the hotel—and turned her loose."
"Nice guy!"
"I wanted her to exercise her mind. After all—I only met her at lunch—and she's already moved up on my floor, next door."
"You should change hotels, then."