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Lispenard was curious to
learn just what Peter knew of her.
"She's a great swell, of course," he said incidentally.
"I suppose so. I really know nothing about her, but the moment I saw her
I felt that she was different from any other woman I had ever met."
"But you've found out about her since?"
"No. I was tempted to question Dr. Purple, but I didn't like to ask
about a friend."
Lispenard laughed. "You've got a pretty bad case of conscience, I'm
afraid. It's a poor thing to have in New York, too. Well, my cousin is
one of the richest, best born women in this country, though I say it.
You can't do better than cultivate her."
"Is that what you do?"
"No. You have me there. She doesn't approve of me at all. You see, women
in this country expect a man to be serious and work. I can't do either.
I suppose its my foreign education. She likes my company, and finds my
escortage very convenient. But while she thinks I'm a pretty good
companion, she is sure I'm a poor sort of a man.


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