"It does," answered Pearl. "I think we should do it tonight, after the bridge closes—what do you say?"
"Good—I'll be there, but I ain't telling anyone about it—you do your own telling—I might invite someone you don't want—well, I got a date to roll a guy—I'll be seeing you," as she went into the crowd.
"Mickey is a damn good scout," said Pearl.
"She's regular," answered Evelyn.
"Oh, listen—that's Harry singing—come on in and let's sit at a table and see the show—I could watch him all night."
"You probably will—but he won't be singing."
"Now, Ev, you shouldn't begrudge me a little pleasure—at least Harry never gave me a black eye."
"No—and from all I hear, he ain't got much of what you're crazy about, to give, either."
"Do you believe all you hear, Ev?"
"Well, I can't say that I do—but I have no reason to doubt the rumor, unless you care to enlighten me on the subject."