As they went to the grounds for instructions in using gas masks, Ida Hall and Tini Hoffman were close to Nancy and Mabel.
“I noticed you had a mighty swell-looking date last night,” Nancy heard Ida saying to Tini. “Where’d you pick him up?”
“I didn’t pick him up,” retorted Tini. “I met him in Charleston.”
“Recently?”
“When I was on vacation after finishing my nurse’s training.”
“Oh, I see.” Ida’s manner showed she didn’t like Tini any more than most of the others.
“You surely can’t accuse him of trying to pick me up,” Tini flared, fully aware of the implications in Ida’s remarks, following so close on that lecture. “He encouraged me to come into the ANC. In fact he was the very one who suggested it.”
“You must have made a hit with him,” put in Nancy, “to have him come all the way over here to see you.”
Tini looked pleased, and toyed with her blond curls before she said, “Well, you see he’s a traveling salesman and gets around.”
“Huh, he must be luckier than most if he can still get gas to be a traveling salesman,” commented Mabel.