The scene was deserted as yet, but presently he was joined by another early comer, a beautiful young woman of Spanish type with a thin face and eager, dark eyes.

Her gown was glistening black set low about her polished shoulders, and she carried a red rose.

So exotic did she appear he was surprised when she addressed him in the purest English.
"Say, listen here, old timer! Let's pick a good table right on the edge before the mob scene starts.

Lemme see--" She glanced up and down the rows of tables.

"The cam'ras'll be back there, so we can set a little closer, but not too close, or we'll be moved over.