"Oh, about twenty-five dollars—with sleeper."
"Yes—I can fly that far."
"Do you mean to say you've no ties of any kind?"
"None. Not one." Her eyes opened wide and her nostrils dilated. "Free!"
"You love it—don't you?"
"Don't you?"
"Above everything!" he exclaimed. "Only the free live."
She lifted her head higher in a graceful, attractive gesture of confidence and happiness. "Well—I am ready to live."
"I'm afraid you don't realize," he said hesitatingly. "People wouldn't understand. You've your reputation to think of, you know."
She looked straight at him. "No—not even that. I'm even free from reputation." Then, as his face saddened and his eyes glistened with sympathy, "You needn't pity me. See where it's brought me."