53/67 He must practise that himself sometime. He might have stayed to see more of this drama but he was afraid the girl would break out into more of her nonsense. He was aware that she swept him with her eyes as he turned away but he evaded her glance. She was not a person, he thought, that one ought to encourage. Down toward its middle was the usual wall of canvas with half-a-dozen men about the opening at one corner. |