Now men, I think, are different in that respect." "Perhaps because they are more catholic and charitable," I suggested, "or perhaps because they like those who like them." She laughed in her charming way, and said, "However these remarks do not apply to you and me, for as I think I told you once before in that cedar wood in Kendah Land where you feared lest I should catch a chill, or become--odd again, it is another you with whom something in me seems to be so intimate." "That's fortunate for your sake," I muttered, still staring at and pointing to the silver plate.
Again she laughed.

"Do you remember the _Taduki_ herb ?" she asked.

"I have plenty of it safe upstairs, and not long ago I took a whiff of it, only a whiff because you know it had to be saved." "And what did you see ?" "Never mind.

The question is what shall we _both_ see ?" "Nothing," I said firmly.

"No earthly power will make me breathe that unholy drug again." "Except me," she murmured with sweet decision.