I don't love you, and I have never given you any reason to think so." "Chee-chee!" bantered the girl.

"Is that because I am not a raclan ?" "A raclan ?" "A married Gentile lady, that is.

You love her ?" "I--I--see, here, Chaldea, I am not going to talk over such things with you, as my affairs are not your business." "They are the business of the Gorgious female's rom." "Rom?
Her husband, you mean.

What do you know of--" "I know that the Gentle Pine is really one of us," interrupted the girl quickly.

"Ishmael Hearne is his name." "Sir Hubert Pine ?" "Ishmael Hearne," insisted Chaldea pertly.