If you loved me, you'd believe me, Raoul." I put out my hand and took his.

He gave mine no pressure, but he let me draw him into the house.
"For God's sake, give me back my faith in you, if you can," he said.
"It's death to lose it.

I came here wanting to die." "After you'd killed me, as you said ?" "Perhaps.

I couldn't keep away.

I had to come.