"No, don't turn away like that!" he begged.

"Don't change so quickly, please! It isn't fair.
Listen.

I am not my own master." "Not your own master ?" she repeated incredulously.

"What do you mean ?" "I mean that I am here in Monte Carlo not for my own pleasure.

I mean that I have work, a purpose--" "Absurd!" she interrupted him, almost harshly.