ANOTHER MESSAGE Hamlin sank back on the bench and leaned his head on his hand.

Had anything been accomplished by this interview?
One thing, at least--he had thoroughly demonstrated that the charm once exercised over his imagination by this beautiful woman had completely vanished.

He saw her now as she was--heartless, selfish, using her spell of beauty for her own sordid ends.

If there had been left a shred of romance in his memory of her, it was now completely shattered.

Her coolness, her adroit changing of moods, convinced him she was playing a game.