'How the lady tossed her glove amongst the lions and bade him fetch it, if he loved her, and how he went in and got it--and then threw it in her face?
I feel like her.' Logotheti looked at her blankly.
'Do you mean to say you won't take the statue ?' he asked in a disappointed tone.
'No, indeed! I was taken by surprise when you went to the writing-table.' 'You did not believe I was in earnest?
Don't you see that I'm disappointed now ?' His voice changed a little.

'Don't you understand that if the world were mine I should want to give it all to you ?' 'And don't you understand that the wish may be quite as much to me as the deed?
That sounds commonplace, I know.

I would say it better if I could.' She folded her hands on her knee, and looked at them thoughtfully while he sat down beside her.
'You say it well enough,' he answered after a little pause.

'The trouble lies there.

The wish is all you will ever take.