She had lifted her face and those same eyes were fastened upon him, the black and the gray, in a look so savage and fierce that even he was checked, if not startled.
"They are certainly very remarkable eyes," he said, more calmly, and with a certain uneasiness which Unorna did not notice.

"I wonder whom you have found who is able to look you in the face without losing himself.

I suppose it can hardly be my fascinating self whom you wish to enthrall," he added, conscious after a moment's trial that he was proof against her influence.
"Hardly," answered Unorna, with a bitter laugh.
"If I were the happy man you would not need that means of bringing me to your feet.

It is a pity that you do not want me.

We should make a very happy couple.