I would not marry her, no not I."
"Oh!" said Tommy, when the song was ended, "so that's your idea of a woman's love."
"Not mine--the world's."
"And what about the love which cannot be bought?" asked Kaituna.
"Is there such a love?"
"Yes, cynic," growled Maxwell in disgust; "true love is not a saleable article. The woman who truly loves a man," here his eye rested on Kaituna, "lets nothing stand in the way of that love. She gives up rank, fortune, everything for his sake."
"And what does she receive in return?" demanded Miss Pethram, innocently.
"The true joy which arises from the union of two loving hearts."
"Very pastoral indeed," said Toby, lightly. "Chloe and Corydon in Arcadia. It once existed, indeed, but now----"
"But now," finished Kaituna, rather tired of the discussion, "it is time to retire."