"But--I know you didn't mean to--to offend me.

So let's forget it, please! Let's go back!" She gave him her hand with a timid gesture, and he took it with a smile that held arrogance as well as amusement.

"We will go back certainly," he said.

"But we shall not forget.

We have tasted the wine of the gods, my Daphne, and there is magic in the draught.