I think you are becoming superstitious." He watched her closely to see what effect the speech would produce.

She looked up quickly.
"Am I?
What is superstition ?" "Gratuitous belief in things not proved." "I expected a different definition from you." "What did you expect me to say ?" "That superstition is belief." "I am not a heathen," observed Keyork sanctimoniously.
"Far from it," laughed Unorna.

"I have heard that devils believe and tremble." "And you class me with those interesting things, my dear friend ?" "Sometimes: when I am angry with you." "Two or three times a day, then?
Not more than that ?" inquired the sage, swinging his heels, and staring at the rows of skulls in the background.
"Whenever we quarrel.

It is easy for you to count the occasions." "Easy, but endless.

Seriously, Unorna, I am not the devil.