Then he passed on--" with a wave of her hand--"and now I'm here." A humorous smile came over her face.

"And for the life of me I can't see how changed it is from when I was married.

The same sort of apartment, only it's nicer--the same ocean liners and hotels--the same cafes where one can dance exactly as one did before." Again she wrinkled up her brows.
"The only real difference I can see is that when I was married like you, my husband only told me the truth once in a while--as yours did last night--while now they tell it all the time.

Oh, I'm wise, I'm wise, my dear--for one so young.

I'm twenty-eight.