 all at the hotel?«
    »Oh« - she was amused - »all is a good deal to say. I don't know - I forget.
I lost myself in her.«
    »You were splendid,« Strether returned - »but all isn't a good deal to say:
it's only a little. Yet it's charming so far as it goes. She wants a man to
herself.«
    »And hasn't she got you?«
    »Do you think she looked at me - or even at you - as if she had?« Strether
easily dismissed that irony. »Every one, you see, must strike her as having
somebody. You've got Chad - and Chad has got you.«
    »I see« - she made of it what she could. »And you've got Maria.«
    Well, he on his side accepted that. »I've got Maria. And Maria has got me.
So it goes.«
    »But Mr. Jim - whom has he got?«
    »Oh he has got - or it's as if he had - the whole place.«
    »But for Mr. Waymarsh« - she recalled - »isn't Miss Barrace before any one
else?«
    He shook his head. »Miss Barrace is a raffinée, and her amusement won't lose
by Mrs. Pocock. It will gain rather - especially if Sarah triumphs and she comes
in for a view of it.«
    »How well you know us!« Madame de Vionnet, at this, frankly sighed.
    »No - it seems to me it's we that I know. I know Sarah - it's perhaps on
that ground only that my feet are firm. Waymarsh will take her round while Chad
takes Jim - and I shall be, I assure you, delighted for both of them. Sarah will
have had what she requires - she will have paid her tribute to the ideal; and he
will have done about the same. In Paris it's in the air - so what can one do
less? If there's a point that, beyond any other, Sarah wants to make, it's that
she didn't come out to be narrow. We shall feel at least that.«
    »Oh,« she sighed, »the quantity we seem likely to feel! But what becomes, in
these conditions, of the girl?«
    »Of Mamie - if we're all provided? Ah for that,«
