They came to the corner of the deck, but turned back. Venza caught my
look. And understood it.
"You do love Anita Prince, 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, 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."
I could not see Venza's face; she stood up suddenly. And when I rose
beside her, she whispered, "We should not be seen talking so long.
I'll find out what I can."
I stared after her slight robed figure as she turned into the lounge
archway and vanished.