And by the same token you and I had better think about dressing.

You don't mind, do you, if I take you to meet Mrs.Ascott ?--she was Countess de Caldelis; it's taken her years to secure her divorce." Hamil remembered the little dough-faced, shrimp-limbed count when he first came over with the object of permitting somebody to support him indefinitely so that later, in France, he could in turn support his mistresses in the style to which they earnestly desired to become accustomed.
And now the American girl who had been a countess was back, a little wiser, a little harder, and more cynical, with some of the bloom rubbed off, yet much of her superficial beauty remaining.
"Alida Ascott," murmured Shiela.

"Jessie was a bridesmaid.

Poor little girl!--I'm glad she's free.

There were no children," she said, looking up at Hamil; "in that case a decent girl is justified! Don't you think so ?" "Yes, I do," he said, smiling; "I'm not one of those who believe that such separations threaten us with social disintegration." "Nor I.Almost every normal woman desires to live decently.