His reception of the news I have to tell him would be unpleasant--for you." "What do you want ?" interrupted Etta.

"Money ?" "I am not a needy adventurer." "And I am not such a fool, M.de Chauxville, as to allow myself to be dragged into a vulgar intrigue, borrowed from a French novel, to satisfy your vanity." De Chauxville's dull eyes suddenly flashed.
"I will trouble you to believe, madame," he said, in a low, concentrated voice, "that such a thought never entered my head.

A De Chauxville is not a commercial traveller, if you please.

No; it may surprise you, but my feeling for you has more good in it than you would seem capable of inspiring.

God only knows how it is that a bad woman can inspire a good love." Etta looked at him in amazement.