But I'll never understand entirely." "A thing that's understood entirely is despised," he said, with a careless sweep of his hand.

"A thing that is understood is not feared.

I wish to be feared, not to make people cower, but to make them know when I come, and when I go.

Even love is nothing without a seasoning of fear.
For instance"-- he flushed as the torrent of his speech swept him into a committal of himself--"I am afraid of you, dear girl.

Do you know what I have done with the money you've won ?" "Tell me," she said curiously, and, at the same time, she glanced in wonder, as a servant passed softly across the little room.