Re: the thin and red/the actress
Her reticence served her, and he was not an impatient man, but who knew what time they might have together? Trains were ephemeral places. They were merely passengers, unlikely to meet again unless he sought out her latest production.
"I want your private company," he said. He was still smiling, but perhaps not blinking? "I would not stoop to say exactly what might take place in private places in public. You will need to infer, and to make your own decisions."