Paris was too easy, Berlin doubtful, Vienna and Petersburg impossible to conquer, but London would hold out everything that she could wish for.
Only, it must be the very best of London, not the part of its society that anyone can struggle and push and pay to get into, but the real thing.

She was "quite finished" with Vincent Cricklander, too, at this period; to see him play polo no longer gave her any thrill.

So one morning at their lunch, on a rare occasion when they chanced to be alone, she told him so, and asked him practically how much he would take to let her divorce him.
But Vincent Cricklander was a gentleman, and, what is more, an American gentleman, which means of a chivalry towards women unknown in other countries.
"I do not want any of your money, Cis," he said.

"I will be quite glad to go, if it will make you happier.

We'll phone T.V.Ryan this afternoon and let him think out a scheme so that it can be done without a scandal of any sort.