I tell you, Master Benteen, she is the worst devil, for all her softness, in all this heathen crew; and if she spared our lives from the torture, it was done through some dark project born of the demon within her soul.

Nothing good can come forth from such as she.

Marked you the eyes she cast on De Noyan ?" "I paid no heed," I answered, wondering he had observed so much.

"Have you supposed we may owe our escape unto him ?" "Ay! she has marked him victim to her snare, nor do I doubt the full success of her venture.

'T is small stock of virtue which bedecks itself in such Punchinello dress as that gay gallant wears.