"That was a wild beast, with spots!" "Look at her eyes!" insisted Odu.

"I know she is a bad giantess, but she is a wild beast all the same.

I know she is the spotted one!" The other took a step nearer; Odu drew him back with a sharp pull.
"Don't look at her!" he cried, shrinking away, yet fascinated by the hate-filled longing in her eyes.

"She would eat you up in a moment! It was HER shadow! She is the wicked princess!" "That cannot be! they said she was beautiful!" "Indeed it is the princess!" I interposed.

"Wickedness has made her ugly!" She heard, and what a look was hers! "It was very wrong of me to run away!" said Odu thoughtfully.
"What made you run away ?" I asked.