I was glad enough when Schindler signed me....

But a girl can't remain long with Schindler." "I know." Valerie plucked a grass blade and bit it in two reflectively.
"It's a funny sort of a world, isn't it, Rita ?" "Very humorous--if you look at it that way." "Don't you ?" "Not entirely." Valerie glanced up at the hammock.
"How did _you_ happen to become a model, Rita ?" "I'm a clergyman's daughter; what do you expect ?" she said, with smiling bitterness.
"_You_!" "From Massachusetts, dear....

The blue-light elders got on my nerves.

I wanted to study music, too, with a view to opera." She laughed unpleasantly.
"Was your home life unhappy, dear ?" "Does a girl leave happiness ?" "You didn't run away, did you ?" "I did--straight to the metropolis as a moth to its candle." Valerie waited, then, timidly: "Did you care to tell me any more, dear?
I thought perhaps you might like me to ask you.

It isn't curiosity." "I know it isn't--you blessed child! I'll tell you--some day--perhaps....