9/11 I declare, it's just like! I feel as if I didn't a bit mind talking of corpses tonight. And my money's gone, and I don't much mind. I'm a wild girl again, handsomer than when that----he is a dear, kind, good old nobleman, with his funny old finger: "Susan! Susan!" I'm no worse than others. Everybody plays here; everybody superior. Why, you have played, Chloe.' 'Never!' 'I've heard you say you played once, and a bigger stake it was, you said, than anybody ever did play.' 'Not money.' 'What then ?' 'My life.' 'Goodness--yes! I understand. |