"What do we care!" said Sam. "I'm tired of convention! If I want to call you darling in public, b'jinks! I will! Darling—darling—darling—there!—"
"Sam!"
"Dearest—"
"Sam!"
"Ma'am?"
Hélène looked at Valerie:
"There's no use," she sighed, "is there?"
"No use," sighed Valerie, smiling at the man she loved.