“Are you married?” she asked suddenly. “Forgive me,” she added, as he stared a little; “but it is something that a woman always wishes to know about a man. I do not think you are, but I should like to be sure.”
“Well, I’m not,” said Selden. “A fellow who knocks around the world as I do has no business to be married.”
“You travel a great deal?”
“I am always looking for trouble. Whenever there is a row anywhere, I pack my bag and start.”
“Was it for trouble you came to Monte Carlo?”
“Oh, no,” said Selden. “I came here to get warm, after two months in the Balkans—also to rest a little. And I have had the good fortune to meet here some very interesting people—one superlatively so,” and he made her a little bow.
“Thank you. But you have not rested?”
“I usually find some work to do.”
“And then, of course, there are the tables.”
“Yes.”