And if so, what then?
She felt her face burn in the coolness.
Somehow she did not want him to be hurt, to suffer as she knew that other men had been made to suffer by the gay inconsequence of her friend.

Only a week ago she had desired his ignominious downfall.

To-day she wanted to save him from it.

She had a desperate longing to warn him that Violet's favour was a thing of nought, that her treatment of him had all been planned between them beforehand, that it was all a game.
She could not picture him at any woman's feet.

Yet undoubtedly Violet was hard to resist; their intimacy had grown apace during the past few days.