“Did I say that once? What a memory you have!”
“And you never meant it?”
“I suppose so—at the time.”
“Then you don’t love me any more?”
Ramerrez made no answer.
For some moments Nina sat perfectly still. Her mind was busy trying to determine upon the best course to pursue. At length she decided to make one more attempt to see whether he was really in earnest. And if not....
“But to-night,” she hazarded, leaning far over the table and putting her face close to his, her eyes the while flooded with voluptuousness, “you will come with me to my room?”
Ramerrez shook his head.
“No, Nina, all that is over.”
The woman bit her lips with vexation.