Dave and the crowd trailed away from Erma and headed for Senor Alcala, the fire-eater at the end of the row.
While she was on her knees searching the corners of the room and edges of the rug, Erma appeared in the doorway.
When I wasn't getting a drink for Erma, I was driving my roommate in from the corridor and getting her down to work.
Here Lawrence suggests that Erma send a telegram to Mrs. Livingston, and dissipate any fears her chaperon may have for her safety.
"He looks very happy over it," laughs Erma; for Kruger's countenance seems quite bland and genial this evening.
