“You make my blood cold,” he laughed, “telling about the vamps of Hollywood!”
“Bunny, a man and a woman ought to tell each other the truth—all the time. They ought to trust each other that much, no matter how much it hurts. Isn’t that so?”
“You bet it’s so.”
“If that means they give each other up, all right—but they’ve no business holding each other by lies. Will you make that bargain, Bunny?”
“I will.”
“And I want you to know, I don’t want any of your money.”
“I haven’t got any money, Vee—it’s all Dad’s. That is the first painful truth.”
“Well, I don’t want it. I’ve got my own, and I’ll take care of myself. I’ve got a job, and you’ll have yours, and we’ll let each other alone, and meet when it makes both of us happy.”
“That’s too easy for a man, Vee!”
“It’ll be a game, and those are the rules, and if we break the rules, it’s cheating.”