"How much do you want? Come, tell me!" he said roughly, with a brutality from which the mask had been withdrawn.
She laughed triumphantly at the reappearance of the true Sassoon.
"Ah, I would be very expensive!"
"I don't care!"
"You haven't enough!"
"What!" he cried angrily, trying to seize her wrist. "You are fool enough to refuse? You can have anything you want. I will make you anything!"
"Sassoon, it's the man!" she said scornfully.
He drew back, red with anger.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean that everything you have said fills me with horror!" she cried, with a need of self-expostulation. "I wouldn't be you for all the millions in the world! Thank God, I can be a fool! I can love like a human being! I'd rather give up everything in the world to the man I adore—"