For she is not a woman, she is a witch, who desires to live alone, or so I thought until to-night"-- and he glowered at Leo.
"She knew also that although I must shrink from her, I still love her in my heart, and can still be jealous, and therefore that I should protect her from all men.

It was she who set me on that lord whom my dogs tore awhile ago, because he was powerful and sought her favour and would not be denied.

But now," and again he glowered at Leo, "now I know why she has always seemed so cold.

It is because there lived a man to melt whose ice she husbanded her fire." Then Leo, who all this while had stood silent, stepped forward.
"Listen, Khan," he said.

"Did the ice seem like melting a little while ago ?" "No--unless you lied.