\"Whatwasyouthinkin\'about，Jim？\"
Jimwasatrifleawkwardforthemoment。
\"Nothin\'，\"heanswered。\"OnlyIwasthinkin\'justhowfunnyitwas——allthemjoolsathishouse。Whatmadeyouask？\"
\"Nothin\'。Iwasjustwonderin\'，thatwasall。\"
Thesilencesettleddown，brokenbyanoccasionallowandnervousgiggleonthepartofJim。Hewasovercomebythespreadofgems。Itwasnotthathefelttheirbeauty。Hewasunawarethattheywerebeautifulinthemselves。Butinthemhisswiftimaginationvisionedthejoysoflifetheywouldbuy，andallthedesiresandappetitesofhisdiseasedmindandsicklyfleshweretickledbythepromisetheyextended。Hebuildedwondrous，orgy-hauntedcastlesoutoftheirbrilliantfires，andwasappalledatwhathebuilded。Thenitwasthathegiggled。Itwasalltooimpossibletobereal。Andyettheretheyblazedonthetablebeforehim，fanningtheflameofthelustofhim，andhegiggledagain。