You simpleton, have you no instincts to protect you?
Is there nothing in you that shrinks from me ?' "She put down the candle, and burst into a wretched mocking laugh.
'There she stands,' cried this strange creature, 'and looks at me with the eyes of a baby that sees something new! I can't frighten her.

I can't disgust her.

What does it mean ?' She dropped into a chair; her voice sank almost to a whisper--I should have thought she was afraid of me, if such a thing had been possible.

'What do you know of me, that I don't know of myself ?' she asked.
"It was quite beyond me to understand what she meant.

I took a chair, and sat down by her.