Only--won't you please try not to feel quite as much toward me as I felt toward those snakes of Hade's, this afternoon?
You have a right to, of course.

But well, it makes me sorry I ever escaped from there." The sincerity, the boyish contrition in his voice, touched her, unaccountably.

And, on impulse, she spoke.
"I asked you to say those things about Milo, to his face," she began, hesitantly.

"I did that, because I was angry, because I didn't believe a word of them, and because I wanted to see you punished for slandering my brother.

I--I still don't believe a single word of them.