She looked at him for a moment. Then she said: “You’re a strange person, aren’t you?”
Berg smiled at her. He said: “Am I? Why?”
She said: “I don’t know. But you’re not like other men. You behave differently. You look different. And what the hell do you want with the Double Clover Leaf Club? Is that all you asked me to sit over here for?”
Berg said: “Did you think I had another idea, baby?”
She said: “Yes, I did. Why not?”
He shrugged his shoulders. His smile was easy and pleasant and caressing. He said: “Look, honey, there are other things in the world beside that, you know—but maybe they didn’t tell you. Drink your drink and tell me what you know about the Double Clover Leaf Club.”
She gave her shoulders a little shrug. It was almost as if she were dismissing some attractive idea wh
