"Good! Women do not amuse themselves at my expense without being paid for it." Joan started up in a panic, but Escobar seized her shoulders and forced her down again.
"Sit still," he cried savagely.

Then his face changed.

For the first time for many minutes his lips parted in a smile of pleasure.
"You are very lovely, Joan.

I love to see you like that--afraid--trembling.

It is the beginning of recompense." Joan had tumbled into a deeper pit than any she had dreamed of.