"The choice seems unnecessary," he said.
"You must take it from me that I have no wish to be seen about with a man who allows his name to be coupled with a woman of that kind."
"What kind, Sylvia?"
"You know my meaning."
"But your meaning is wrong."
"I mean an ugly word for an ugly sin. A woman of the kind that breaks the Seventh Commandment."
The Seraph began tearing his card in narrow strips.
"Elsie Wylton didn't," he said quietly.
"She told you so?"
"I didn't need telling."