“Oh, they had to do it,” indifferently, “and what they have said is nothing to what my friends are saying. It’s a choice morsel. Every girl who ever wanted Del’s millions is crowing over the way he treated me.”
The look in his eyes disconcerted her. “Do you really think that?”
“Of course. We’re a greedy bunch.”
“I don’t like to hear you say such things.”
“Why not?”
“Because—you aren’t greedy. You know it. It wasn’t his millions you were after.”
“What was I after? I wish you’d tell me. I don’t know.”
“Well, I think you just followed the flock. Other girls got married. So you would marry. You didn’t know anything about love—or you wouldn’t have done it.”
“How do you know I’ve never been in love?”
“Isn’t it true?”