Chapter 11

“If you’re an actress you’re new to the crooked game.” “Why?” “You don’t talk the patter. You don’t seem to understand it. . . . You’ve got me guessing anyway. I admit it. What are you? Which? You can tell me; I’ll work with you anyway.” “Keep guessing,” she said with a little smile, tremulous from the strain of excitement. His thoughtful eyes never left hers. He nodded after a moment. “You promise to take me to the Forty Club?” she asked. “Yes.” “When?” “Whenever you are ready.” She reflected and decided not to le…