Why, I wonder?
am I not also fair?
Why then flout me thus disdainfully?
Naladi has not been accustomed to such harsh treatment at the hands of your sex." "You are, indeed, beautiful both in form and face," I answered, seeking to avoid quarrel, "but it is not for a mere adventurer of the woods to utter words of love to such as you." Her lips curled in sarcastic smile.
"Pish! you grow marvellously modest all at once.

I bid you note that the passion of love cares nothing for a registry of birth--it looks to flesh and blood, not records.

There is more hidden in your secret heart to-night than finds utterance upon the lips.

You have the soft speech of a diplomat, full of guile and cunning.

Come, I bid you tell me the whole truth.