"So that is the end of it all! What did you think of my child when you forced your way into my life, when you made me think of you--ah, quel bete--what a coward and beast you are!" "No, I am not all coward, though I may be a beast," he answered.

"I didn't think of your child when I began to talk to you as I did.

I was out for all I could get.

I was the hunter.

And you were the finest woman that I'd ever met and talked with; you--" "Oh, stop lying!" she cried with a face suddenly grown white and cold.
"It isn't lying.