His sense of proportions was altered, his financial triumphs were no longer omnipotent.

He was inclined even to brush them aside, to consider them more as an incident in his career.

He associated her now with all those plans concerning the future which he had been dimly formulating since the climax of his successes had come.

She was of the world which he sought to enter--at once the stimulus and the object of his desires.

He forgot all about Da Souza and his threats, about the broken-down, half-witted old man who was gazing with wistful eyes across the ocean which kept him there, an exile--he remembered nothing save the wonderful, new thing which had come into his life.