Then he turned and held out his hand to her in the blaze of electric light.
"Welcome! Oh! it is good of you to have come!" She shook hands frankly--it seemed the right thing to do, she felt, since they were going to oblige one another and both gain their desires.
Then it struck her for the first time that he was a very handsome young man--quite the Prince Charming of the girls' dreams.

A thousand times finer than Moravia's Italian prince with whom for her part she had been horribly disappointed when she had seen his photograph.

Only it was too silly to consider this one in that light, since he wasn't really going to be hers--only a means to an end.

Oh! the pleasure to be free and rich and to do exactly what she pleased! She had been planning all these days what she would do.

She would get back to the Inn not later than ten, and creep quietly up to her room through that side door which was always open into the yard.