But I don't care a damn about the Double A, I want you.

I've had my eye on you right along.

Mebbe it won't be marriage right away, but----" "Alva Dale!" The girl was on her feet, her eyes blazing.
Dale did not retreat from her; he stood smiling at her, his face wreathed in a huge grin.

He was enjoying the girl.
Sanderson slipped along the wall of the house and opened the door.

It creaked loudly on its hinges with the movement, causing both Dale and the girl to turn and face it.
Mary Bransford stood rigid as she saw Sanderson standing in the doorway, a flush sweeping swiftly over her face.