“Call her up nothing! I can't ask to see her and start cold.” He gestured vehemently. “Look here, you're seeing Betty every day—you fix it.”
Hy mused. “They're great hands to take tramps in the country, those two. Most every Sunday.... If I could arrange a little party of four.... See here! Betty's going to have dinner with me to-morrow night.”
“For God's sake, Hy, get me in on it!”
“Now you just wait! Sue'll be playing to-morrow night at the Crossroads, It's Saturday, you know.”
Peter's face fell.
“But it gives me the chance to talk it over with friend Betty and perhaps plan for Sunday. If Zanin'll just leave her alone that long.”
“It isn't as if I were thinking of myself, Hy...”
“Of course not, Pete.”
“The girl's in danger. We've got to save her.”
“What if she won't listen! She's high-strung.”