trade. Never going out except to drive, she was losing her walking

powers. She reverted to low childish tastes, would kiss Bijou from

morning to night and kill time with stupid pleasures while waiting

for the man whose caresses she tolerated with an appearance of

complaisant lassitude. Amid this species of self-abandonment she

now took no thought about anything save her personal beauty; her

sole care was to look after herself, to wash and to perfume her

limbs, as became one who was proud of being able to undress at any