He was wealthy, handsome; and in her code of morals it was no crime to take advantage of every opportunity that chance presented.

And chance---- Here Gary Warden's face flashed in her mental vision.

And she smiled.
For Warden had never thrilled her as this man had thrilled her.

Warden was cold, coarse, gross.

This man was vibrant with life, with energy--there was fire in him.