"Where are you going?" she asked quickly, softly.
"You're not curious about your roommate?" he asked, ignoring the question.
"Where are you going, Dick?" she insisted.
"Come on, Annie," he said.
"You know the rules."
"To hell with the rules, and don't call me Annie," she said.
"After Fulmar?
"Ann asked.
"Who?"
She dropped to her knees on the pillows beside him.
"He's all right, isn't he?" she challenged.
"I know you--" "And I know you, as Moses said to the slave girl."
"And if he wasn't, you'd be miserable. And if you didn't know, you'd be all tense. You're relaxed and making jokes, and that means that you've heard something good."
"That's not why I'm relaxed, as Samson said to Delilah," Canidy said.
"But, yeah, honey, he's all right. I was a little worried, but the rough part of what he was doing is over."
"Oh, baby, I'm happy for you," she said.
"And you're not curious about your roommate?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," she said.
"I don't have roommates.
If I had a roommate, I couldn't greet you at the door wearing nothing but a sheepskin jacket and a smile. So I don't want a roommate. Get the idea?"
"What about good of' Chastity?"
"Charity," she corrected him automatically. Then, "Charity? She's coming here?"
"In the next couple of days," Canidy said.
"What I was thinking was that maybe you could take a couple of days off."
"For what purpose?" she asked suspiciously.
"So she could stay here with Doug Douglass," Canidy said.
"If she moved in here, I'd never get rid of her," Ann said.
"How long is she going to be in London, anyway?"
"Permanently," he said.
"Then no, period, "Ann said.