You are living here in too imaginative an atmosphere." "I speak the truth, monsieur," he answered grimly.

"She, too,--she is not safe.

She finds pleasure in making fools of men.

The suffering which comes to them appeals to her vanity.

There was a young Englishman once, he sent a note to her--not here, but at the Cafe de Paris--at luncheon time one morning.