She would be mocked no longer.
"Dr.Wyndham," she said, her voice pitched rather low, "do you call yourself a gentleman ?" "I really don't know," he answered.

"It's a question I've never asked myself." "Because," she said, speaking rather quickly, "I think you a cad." "Not really!" said Max, smiling openly.

"Now I wonder why! Sit down, won't you, and tell me ?" The colour was fading from her face again.

She had made a mistake in thus assailing him, and already she knew it.

He only laughed at her puny efforts to hurt him, laughed and goaded her afresh.
"Why am I not a gentleman ?" he asked, and drew in a mouthful of smoke which he puffed at the ceiling.