Chapter 7

She stood there, slim, blue-eyed, reflecting; then innocently: "If I've compromised myself the damage was done long ago, wasn't it? They're going to take away my studio anyhow, so I might as well have as much pleasure as I can." And she sat down, gracefully, linking her white fingers over her knees. IV AN IDEAL IDOL _A Chapter Devoted to the Proposition that All Mankind Are Born of Woman_ He began by suddenly filling the air with canary birds; they flew and chirped and fluttered about her head, until, bewildered, s…