You should not tempt your angel.

If one goes down, where is he to stop ?' 'Why, Felipe,' said I, 'I had no guess you were a preacher, and I may say a good one; but I suppose that is your sister's doing ?' He nodded at me with round eyes.
'Well, then,' I continued, 'she has doubtless reproved you for your sin of cruelty ?' 'Twelve times!' he cried; for this was the phrase by which the odd creature expressed the sense of frequency.

'And I told her you had done so--I remembered that,' he added proudly--'and she was pleased.' 'Then, Felipe,' said I, 'what were those cries that I heard last night?
for surely they were cries of some creature in suffering.' 'The wind,' returned Felipe, looking in the fire.
I took his hand in mine, at which, thinking it to be a caress, he smiled with a brightness of pleasure that came near disarming my resolve.

But I trod the weakness down.

'The wind,' I repeated; 'and yet I think it was this hand,' holding it up, 'that had first locked me in.' The lad shook visibly, but answered never a word.