Beggars on Horseback
"As to that I think women are worth it. But it is foolish to care everything for one person."
"You could care for others, then--as well as M. Colombini?" asked Archie with a sudden stir at his pulses.
"I? One can care a little--here and there. But commit a folly for a man, that is a thing I would never do. And I am very fond of Auguste. If I did not think we should be happy and faithful I should not marry him. I look round on all the married people I know, and see nothing but betrayal everywhere. Here a husband plays his wife false, there she in her turn cheats him. Bah!--it is not good, that!"
"How right you are!" said Archie virtuously. "But you do not then think it necessary to care as much for Auguste as he cares for you?"
"Damme, no! How should I? He pleases me, and he is good--I can respect him. And I like him to kiss me . . ." the most charming look of self-consciousness mingled with reminiscence flitted over her fa