Far better the bend sinister in his own class than a legitimate parent of the type of 'Gene Bisbee or D.V.Bimmer.

Ruyler was a "good mixer" when business required that particular form of diplomacy, and the familiarities of Jake Spaulding left his nerves unscathed, but in bone and brain cells he was of the intensely respectable aristocracy of Manhattan Island and he never forgot it.

He had surrendered to a girl of no position without a struggle, and made her his wife, but it is doubtful if he would even have fallen in love with her if she had been underbred in appearance or manner.

He had never regretted his marriage for a moment, not even since this avalanche of mystery and portending scandal had descended upon him; if possible he loved his troubled young wife more than ever--with a sudden instinct that worse was to come he vowed that nothing should ever make him love her less.
When he arrived at his house he found two notes on the hall table addressed to himself.

The first was from Helene and read: "Polly telephoned that she would send her car for me to go down to the Fairmont and dance.