"It is only myself I think of." "If you do not sympathize with laws, you at least recognize morals ?" She laughed gayly, leaning back against the dark green upholstery and showing her flawless teeth; her long, narrow eyes with their seductive gleam flashed into his.

A lighter spirit possessed her.
"Not other people's," she declared.

"I have my own code and I live by it.

As for you,--" She paused.

Her sudden fit of gayety seemed to pass.
"As for me ?" he murmured.
"I am a little conscience-stricken," she said slowly.