For every reason on earth she was intensely alarmed.

Were it merely as a matter of purely earthly fear, she had ground enough for fright in having so roused the hasty anger of that powerful and implacable creature.

He would kill her and eat her with far less compunction than an English farmer would kill and eat one of his own barnyard chickens.

But besides that, it terrified her not a little in more mysterious ways to see the blood of a god falling upon the earth so freely.

She knew not what awful results to herself and her race might follow from so terrible a desecration.
But, to her utter astonishment, the great god himself, mad with rage as he was, seemed none the less almost as profoundly frightened and surprised as she herself was.