Enemies?
No, indeed!" She laughed again.

"I'm so glad!" she said.

"Malcolm declares he'd be quite afraid of me--as an enemy.

He seems to think I possess some mysterious and quite diabolical talent for making my un-friends uncomfortable, and declares he would compromise rather than fight me at any time.

Of course it's ridiculous--just one of his jokes--and I'm really harmless and very much afraid.