For those eyes of burning, ardent blue had suddenly told her something, something that no eyes had ever told her before.

It was incredible but true.

Homage had met homage, aye, and more than homage.

There was mastery in his look; but there was also wonder and a curious species of half-grudging reverence.

She had amazed him, this witch with the sparkling eyes that shone so alluringly under the scarlet kerchief.