She did not mean to marry Strefford--she had not even got as far as contemplating the possibility of a divorce but it was undeniable that this sudden prospect of wealth and freedom was like fresh air in her lungs. She laughed again, but now without bitterness.
"Very good, then; we'll lunch together. But it's Streff I want to lunch with to-day."
"Ah, well," her companion agreed, "I rather think that for a tete-a-tete he's better company."
During their repast in a little restaurant over the Seine, where she insisted on the cheapest dishes because she was lunching with "Streff," he became again his old whimsical companionable self. Once or twice she tried to turn the talk to his altered future, and the obligations and interests that lay before him; but he shrugged away from the subject, questioning her instead about the motley company at Violet Melrose's, and fitting a droll or malicious anecdote to each of the people she named.
It was not till they had finished their coffee, and she was glancing at her watch with a vague notion of taking the next train, that he asked abruptly: "But what are you going to do? You can't stay forever at Violet's."
"Oh, no!" she cried with a shiver.
"Well, then--you've got some plan, I suppose?"
"Have I?" she wondered, jerked back into grim reality from the soothing interlude of their hour together.
"You can't drift indefinitely, can you? Unless you mean to go back to the old sort of life once for all."
She reddened and her eyes filled. "I can't do that, Streff--I know I can't!"
"Then what--?"
She hesitated, and brought out with lowered head: "Nick said he would write again--in a few days. I must wait--"
"Oh, naturally. Don't do anything in a hurry." Strefford also glanced at his watch. "Garcon, l'addition! I'm taking the train back to-night, and I've a lot of things left to do. But look here, my dear--when you come to a decision one way or the other let me know, will you? Oh, I don't mean in the matter I've most at heart; we'll consider that closed for the present. But at least I can be of use in other ways--hang it, you know, I can even lend you money. There's a new sensation for our jaded palates!"
"Oh, Streff... Streff!" she could only falter; and he pressed on gaily: "Try it, now do try it--I assure you there'll be no interest to pay, and no conditions attached. And promise to let me know when you've decided anything."