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Chapter 17
"Doyouknowwhatitmeans?Tellme,Jussy,goon,Idareyou!"
Shecouldneverresisthimwhenheteased;herowneyesbegantotwinkle."YoumightbegoingtobeaFatherRhubarb,youprawn,butifyoudon’talreadyknowwhatitmeans,you’dbetternotinvestigate."
Hegrewserious."Don’tworry,Iwon’t."
AveryshapelypairoffemalelegsstoppedbesideDane,pivoted.Helookedup,wentred,lookedaway,andsaid,"Oh,hello,Martha,"inacasualvoice.
"Helloyourself."
Shewasanextremelybeautifulgirl,alittleshortonactingabilitybutsodecorativeshewasanassettoanyproduction;shealsohappenedtobeexactlyDane’scupoftea,andJustinehadlistenedtohisadmiringcommentsabouthermorethanonce.Tall,whatthemoviemagazinesalwayscalledsexsational,verydarkofhairandeye,fairofskin,withmagnificentbreasts.
PerchingherselfonthecornerofJustine’stable,sheswungonelegprovocativelyunderDane’snoseandwatchedhimwithanundisguisedappreciationheclearlyfounddisconcerting.Lord,hewasreallysomething!Howhadplainoldcart-horseJuscollectedherselfabrotherwholookedlikethis?Hemightbeonlyeighteenanditmightbecradle-snatching,butwhocared?
"Howaboutcomingovertomyplaceforcoffeeandwhatever?"sheasked,lookingdownatDane."Thetwoofyou?"sheaddedreluctantly.
Justineshookherheadpositively,hereyeslightingupatasuddenthought."No,thanks,Ican’t.You’llhavetobecontentwithDane."
