"Then it is not worth while decking myself out!"
Jeanne took out the pins and let my hair down.
"If I were rich," she said, "I would dress for myself alone. Men neither
notice nor understand anything about it."
We went on talking like two equals, and a few minutes later, remembering
what I had observed, I gave her some silk stockings. Instead of thanking
me, she remarked so suddenly that she took my breath away:
"Once I sold myself for a pair of green silk stockings."