"I shouldn't be with you unless you were," he replied, as if her question were an insult to his taste.
For some minutes there was silence. As the girl sipped her champagne she watched her escort in a calculating manner.
"You've got lots of money, haven't you?" she said presently.
"Not as much as I intend to have," he replied.
"But enough to buy me a new frock?" she questioned.
"Fifty, if you want them."
Marie threw her arms around his neck.
"You nice boy!" she cried, kissing him soundly.
He resented her attentions, removing her arms in a none too gentle manner.
"I object to such displays of affection in public," he said, with an air of ruffled dignity.