Chapter 23

David was looking rather steadily at the tall girl on the opposite side of the room, who had happened to glance across at him as he was speaking of her, and with whom he had exchanged a particularly friendly smile. Ross had noted it, and had wondered if he were among the ranks of the mowed-down. She could hardly blame him, she thought. "Mean that?" "Mean what, please?" "Would you send that girl into the chorus?" "You just said she could be a headliner." "Even if she could--would you?" "Of course I would. When I've …