"No. Not really," she said.
"What then, really?" he asked rather bitingly.
She looked up at him reproachfully, saying: "I don't know." He broke into a laugh.
"Then I'm damned if I do," he said.
There was a long pause of silence, a cold silence.
"Well," he said at last. "It's as your Ladyship likes. If you get the baby, Sir Clifford's welcome to it. I shan't have lost anything. On the contrary, I've had a very nice experience, very nice indeed!" and he stretched in a half suppressed sort of yawn. "If you've made use of me," he said, "it's not the first time I've been made use of; and I don't suppose it's ever been as pleasant as this time; though of course one can't feel tremendously dignified about it." He stretched again, curiously, his muscles quivering, and his jaw oddly set.
"But I didn't make use of you," she said, pleading.
"At your Ladyship's service," he replied.
"No," she said. "I liked your body."
"Did you?" he replied, and he laughed. "Well then, we're quits, because I liked yours."