Sometimes it is--very difficult!" It came with a charm indescribable, this sudden admission of weakness, accompanied by a deprecating, pleading glance, and the Irishman was filled with a sudden sense of having recovered something personal and precious.
"What are you ?" he cried.

"It's my turn to seek the truth now.

What are you, you incomprehensible being ?" The boy laughed, the old careless, light-hearted laugh of the creature infinitely free.
"Do not ask! Do not ask!" he said.

"A riddle is only interesting while it is unsolved.".