I do not like him.

He is a savage, living by his instincts, with one element of civilization--he loves Beauty--beauty like yours." He turned pale when he said this, but went on.

"He has never seen a woman like you; who has?
Forgive me, but I watch you both." "I have perceived it." "I suppose so, and it makes you more willful." "You said you were but a boy." "Yes, but I have had one or two manly wickednesses.

I have done with them, I hope." "So that you have leisure to pry into those of others." "You do not forgive me." "I like you; but what can I do ?" "Keep up your sophistry to the last.".