"Tell me this. I ask you as I might ask any woman in your place. Has it been worth it?"
Her eyes fell, and she seemed to be groping for words. Then she rose from the table, gathering up her long gloves and beaded bag.
"I would tell you, if I knew," she said at last. "But I don't know. I suppose I have lost all sense of values."
"That is answer enough," he replied. ****** As they drove back to the hotel she turned to him and said:
"When do you want me to be ready?"
"I ought to go back to-morrow," he told her. "Would that be possible for you?"
"Yes." Then, a little dramatically, "I place myself in your hands, Eric. Do with me what you will."
