A long-distance call from New York. The caller is very rich by the standards of diamonds and money - she has not fingers enough for all her diamonds - and has everything she wants except one thing: to be happily married to someone in the social register, with more money than she has, and at least twenty years younger. She is seventy-five. She has already used the law for her son, who can now send his four girls to private school, but cannot bring her own picture into being. Neville's answer is that she thinks the market is limited because there are so few in the register or in her social sphere: everyone walking the earth is God and there is no greater background than that; these people are only in states, and if you took them out of that state you might not care for them at all - the same being, another state. She can have it if that is her concept. 'It is not mine.'