you'd marry a girl who was marrying you because she had to have
food, clothing and shelter?''

``I'd marry the woman I loved. Then--I'd MAKE her love me. She
simply couldn't help it.''

Jane Hastings shuddered. ``Thank heaven, I don't have to
marry!'' Her eyes flashed. ``But I wouldn't, even if I were
poor. I'd rather go to work. Why shouldn't a woman work,
anyhow?''

``At what?'' inquired Hull. ``Except the men who do manual
labor, there are precious few men who can make a living honestly
and self-respectingly. It's fortunate the women can hold aloof
and remain pure.''

Jane laughed unpleasantly. ``I'm not so sure that the women who
live with men just for shelter are pure,'' said she.

``Jen,'' the young man burst out, ``you're ambitious-- aren't
you?''

``Rather,'' replied she.

``And you like the sort of thing I'm trying to do-- like it and
approve of it?''

``I believe a man ought to succeed--get to the top.''

``So do I--if he can do it honorably.''