"There is only one thing you can do. You'll simply have to go to New York."
"For a great many reasons besides. You needn't tell me that. But how? How?"
"You know what I offered——"
"What I refused. It is out of the question. Don't speak of it."
"I suppose after this you couldn't ask the Millses?"
"Sarah ... I did ask."
"Well?" All her interest hung upon the interrogation.
"They told me it was good for my spiritual development to suffer these things." We faced one another in deep, unsmiling irony. "Sarah, what do you suppose it costs a man for supper and a private room at Reeves's?"
"Don't!" she begged. "It's only a step from that to Cecelia."
"Yes; I remember she said that men never afforded protection to women except for value received."