"That is very naughty of you; you ought to be ashamed of yourself.

I tell you that the first time I set eyes upon him at Van Klopen's, I felt a thrill of love pierce through my heart, such love as I never felt for a human being before.

Since then, I have known no rest.

I cannot sleep, and instead of blood, liquid fire seems to come through my veins." Martin Rigal raised his eyes to the ceiling in mute surprise at this outburst of feeling.
"You do not understand me," went on Flavia.

"You are the best of fathers, but, after all, you are but a man.