“Better watch out. He may fall for some of those nurses.”
“If he’s that fickle I’d rather know it now,” Mabel said with a toss of her head. “But really I’m not uneasy. Jake’s sold on my red head. There aren’t so many redheads, you know.”
“He’d better not go to Turkey then. They tell me there’re plenty of red-headed dames there,” put in one of the nurses near by, who had overheard their conversation.
Nancy finished her letters and while waiting for Mabel she noticed Tini standing not far from them. There was a scowl on her face as she impatiently tapped her fingers on the window ledge. A slit envelope and an open letter were in her hands. Nancy couldn’t help noticing the return address on the envelope, “Hotel Carlton.”
“Bad news?” asked Nancy.
“My good-looking date had to leave unexpectedly,” Tini replied. “Makes me sick!”
“You’ve been lucky to have him here at all,” Nancy said. “Most of us have been dateless for three weeks.”
“Huh, I always have dates wherever I go.”
“Sure, you’re different,” Mabel said sarcastically. Her long acquaintance with Tini left little patience with her superior attitude. “The rest of us made up our minds when we came into the Army Nurse Corps, to give personal consideration second place for the duration.”
“Zat so!” snapped Tini, rudely turning her back.