It was not possible to say that they held any expression, and yet one felt that she saw beneath the grey waves, even to the rocks and caverns below.
"It does not terrify you, then," he asked curiously, "to think that a man under this roof is about to die ?" "Why should it ?" she retorted.

"Death does not frighten me--my own or anybody else's.

Does it frighten you ?" His face was suddenly livid, his eyes full of fierce anger.

His lips twitched.

He struck the table before him.
"Beast of a woman!" he shouted.