"Did I say he was? I meant not to do so—seek not to know—knowledge is sometimes dangerous."
"Well, if he is alive," said Osric, a little piqued, "he does not care half so much for me as does my Lord of Wallingford. He would have asked about me."
"He treats thee well then."
"As if he loved me."
"It is strange—passing strange; as soon should I expect a wolf to fondle a kid."
"I am not a kid, at least not now."
"What then, dear boy? a wolf?"
"More like one, I think, than a kid."
"And thou hast looked on bloodshed with unflinching eye and not shuddered?"
"I shuddered just at first; but I have got used to it: you have often said war is lawful."