I don't devour anybody.

I'm not--that sort of monster." Columbine shook her head.

"I'm not so sure of that," she said.

"But I dare say you'd tame." "P'raps you'd like to do it," suggested Rufus.
It was his first direct overture, and Columbine, who had angled for it, experienced a thrill of triumph.

But she was swift to mask her satisfaction.