“I have been wooed before—do you realize that?”
“You have not been won.”
“I mean I have led men on to woo me and have jilted them.”
“You did not love them.”
“You mean——” she began with a flash of her eyes which changed to a smile as she stopped abruptly. It died away when I said nothing, and the air of defiance returned. “It is that you will not understand me. I did it to use them for the purpose of my life—and when they were of use no longer I flung them away.”
“Then why not use me?”
“I meant to—at first,” and she threw up her head.
“Why not at last then?”
“Ah, you drive me to speak so plainly. I tell you I am bad—bad to the core, heartless, heedless, sexless if you will, where my revenge is concerned. Now will you go?”
“No.”