But not too abruptly.
When next she spoke it was merely to continue their previous discussion.
"Do you think people may have 'true' names, too ?" she asked presently.
"Just ordinary people, like you and me ?" Spence nodded.

"Always noting," he added, "that you and I are not ordinary people." "Then if anyone knew another's true name, and used it, the other could not help responding ?" "Um-m.

I suppose not." "Perhaps that is what love is," said Desire.
Even then no presentiment of coming trouble stirred beneath Spence's dangerous serenity.

Perhaps it was because the air had made him comfortably drowsy.

He merely nodded, deftly swallowing a yawn.