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"But to go back to the question of my soul," Bevans went on. "I'd match souls with any one—even some of our oldest families'—even Susie's, which is, I am sure, an attractive mauve trifle."

"It isn't necessary to be profane," said Mrs. Rolles.

​"No, but it helps a lot when you've not feeling very cheerful."

When she was in complete control of a situation Mrs. Rolles could be very kind, and she felt no doubt at the present moment of the completeness of her control. "I think you know, Mr. Bevans," she said, graciously, "that I sincerely like you, that I find you a stimulating intelligence, but you must admit that you are very different from most of the young men whom Susie has about her."

"Flatterer!"

The lady stiffened. "I do not consider it a compliment to tell you you are different from the other men who come to the house. You would do well to model yourself upon them—well-bred, well-connected young people. If they have not money, they have tradition, and you, Mr. Bevans, as far as I know, have neither."