As for your wife, she will remain chaste as long as it suits her, and not one fraction of a second longer." "Are you crazy ?" he demanded.
"Why, it does seem crazy to you, I suppose--that a woman should have no regard for the sacredness of your social status.

I have no regard for it.

As for your honour"-- she laughed unpleasantly--"I've never had it to guard, Jack.

And I'll be responsible for my own, and the tarnishing of it.

I think that is all I have to say." She walked leisurely toward the door, passing him with a civil nod of dismissal, and left him standing there in his flower-embroidered court-dress, the electric light shining full on the thin gray hair at his temples.
In the corridor she met Naida, charming in her blossom-embroidered panniers; and she took both her hands and kissed her, saying: "Perhaps you won't care to have me caress you some day, so I'll take this opportunity, dear.