“Tell him to try it again, Venza! I’ll talk with him. No! I’d better let him alone. Can you get him to keep his mouth shut?”
“I think he might do anything I told him. He’s a man.”
“Find out what you can.”
She sat away from me suddenly. “There’s Anita and George Prince.”
They came to the corner of the deck, but turned back. Venza caught my look. And understood it.
“So you love Anita Prince so much as that, Gregg?” Venza was smiling. “I wish you––I wish some man handsome as you would gaze after me like that.”
She turned solemn. “You may be interested to know that she loves you. I could see it. I knew it when I mentioned you to her this morning.”
“Me? Why, we’ve hardly spoken!”
“Is it necessary? I never heard that it was.”