"I'd love to flirt with him.

Only I must say his hair is a bit greasy." "You'll make his lady furious if you don't take care," said Donovan, "and it's a shame to spoil her trade." Peter glanced across.

A French officer, sitting opposite a painted girl, was smiling at them.

He looked at Julie; she was smiling back.
"Julie, don't for Heaven's sake," said her half-section.

"We shall have him over here next, and you remember once before how awkward it was." Julie laughed.