You looked so--so interested, so deliciously defiant--so like your real self----" "I feel like it to-day, Kathleen; let me turn back in my own footsteps--if I can.

I've been trying so very hard to--to get back to where there was no--no terror in the world." "I know.

But, darling, you won't run into any danger, will you ?" "Do you call a hard-hit beast a danger?
I've wounded a more terrible one than any boar that ever bristled.

I'm trying to kill something more terrifying.

And I shall if I live." "You poor, brave little martyr!" whispered Kathleen, her violet eyes filled with sudden tears; "don't you suppose I know what you are doing?
Don't you suppose I watch and pray----" "Did _you_ know I was really trying ?" asked the girl, astonished--"I mean before I told you ?" "Know it! Angels above! Of course I know it.