“Have I?”
“Of course. It always helps to be able to believe in someone.”
Three days later Eve rang for Mrs. Buss and had an interview with the woman. She was amused to find that she herself had hardened perceptibly, and that she could lock her sentiments away when the question was a question of cash.
Her frankness astonished Mrs. Buss.
“I want to explain something to you. I mean to stay here for another three weeks, but I have no more money.”
The landlady gaped, not knowing whether this was humour or mere barefaced self-confidence.
“You’re going to be married, then?”
“No.”
“You say you haven’t any money, and you expect me——”
“There is the studio.”