Those of his first social period were the habituees of the night restaurants paid for their witchery.

Now Glory was tossing into his arms ladies of high position but with an unconfessable past, anxious for novelties although exceedingly mature.
This middle class woman who would advance so confidently toward him and then retreat with such capricious outbursts of modesty, was a new type for him.
The tango salons soon began to suffer a great loss.

Desnoyers was permitting himself to be seen there with less frequency, handing Glory over to the professionals.

Sometimes entire weeks slipped by without the five-to-seven devotees being able to admire his black locks and his tiny patent leathers twinkling under the lights in time with his graceful movements.
Marguerite was also avoiding these places.

The meetings of the two were taking place in accordance with what she had read in the love stories of Paris.