If you would like to have my soul for a day or two, I should love to have yours in exchange." Valentine smoked in silence for two or three minutes.

His pure, pale, beautiful face was rather wistful as he gazed at the fire.
"Why can't these affairs be managed ?" he sighed out at length.
"Why can't we do just the one thing more?
We can kill a man's body.

We can kill a woman's purity.

And here you and I sit, the closest friends, and neither of us can have the same experiences, as the other, even for a moment.

Why isn't it possible ?" "Perhaps it is." "Why?
How do you mean ?" "Well, of course I'm rather a sceptic, and entirely an ignoramus.