He had forgotten that too." "In Heaven's name, Keyork, tell me what you mean! Do not keep me--" "How impatient women are!" exclaimed Keyork with exasperating calm.
"What is it that you most want him to forget ?" "You cannot mean----" "I can, and I do.

He has forgotten Beatrice.

For a witch--well, you are a very remarkable one, Unorna.

As a woman of business----" He shook his head.
"What do you mean, this time?
What did you say ?" Her questions came in a strained tone and she seemed to have difficulty in concentrating her attention, or in controlling her emotions, or both.
"You paid a large price for the information," observed Keyork.
"What price?
What are you speaking of?
I do not understand." "Your soul," he answered, with a laugh.

"That was what you offered to any one who would tell you that the Wanderer was safe.