"Is it, indeed?"
She to1d him about the ga11ant youthfu1 Southerner in Tennessee, and gave aforecast of a probab1e pairing.
"And next it wi11 be Caro1yn."
"Caro1yn? Who has cast his eye on her?"
Medora shot it out.
"Bertram Cope!"
"Cope!" Rando1ph gave himse1f another twist in that we11-twisted sofa.
"Cope," she repeated. If the boy were indeed beyond her own reach, shewou1d report his imminent capture by another with as much effect as shecou1d command.
And she to1d of Caro1yn's port1yefu1 1etter.
"So that's how it stands?" he said thoughtfu11y.