Then carelessly: "By the by, I've taken the liberty of giving your name to my outsider, the filly.

Nana, Nana--that sounds well.

You're not vexed ?" "Vexed, why ?" she said in a state of inward ecstasy.
The conversation continued, and same mention was made of an execution shortly to take place.

The young woman said she was burning to go to it when Satin appeared at the dressing-room door and called her in tones of entreaty.

She got up at once and left the gentlemen lolling lazily about, while they finished their cigars and discussed the grave question as to how far a murderer subject to chronic alcoholism is responsible for his act.