"I was sitting alone up in the balcony at Imano's, and he wanted my table because he could see you from there, so we shared it, and then we began talking.

I knew who he was, of course; I had seen him in your sister's room.

He told me that he had engaged the table for every night this week." She looked across the road.
"I can't go out with those people now," she declared.

"Wait here for me." She went back to her friends and talked to them for a moment or two.
Tavernake could hear Grier's protesting voice and Beatrice's light laugh.

Evidently they were trying uselessly to persuade her to change her mind.