The two had not met for some weeks--not indeed since Etta had told the Frenchman that she could not marry him.
Her invitation to dine, couched in the usual friendly words, had been the first move in that game commonly called "bluff." Claude de Chauxville's acceptance of the same had been the second move.

And these two persons, who were not afraid of each other, shook hands with a pleasant smile of greeting, while Paul hurried toward them through the busy streets.
"Am I forgiven--that I am invited to dinner ?" asked De Chauxville imperturbably, when the servant had left them alone.
Etta was one of those women who are conscious of their dress.

Some may protest that a lady moving in such circles would not be so.

But in all circles women are only women, and in every class of life we meet such as Etta Bamborough.

Women who, while they talk, glance down and rearrange a flower or a piece of lace.