Andrea sighed and nodded with an effort.
"It is well. Sit here," and he led her by the hand the youth had kissed to a chair, which she took.
"Now, see!"
Her eyes dilated as though to collect all the luminous rays in the room.
"I did not tell you to see with your eyes," said he, "but with those of the soul."
He touched her with a steel rod which he drew from under his waistcoat. She started as though a fiery dart had transfixed her and her eyes closed instantly; her darkening face expressed the sharpest astonishment.
"Tell me where you are."
"In the Red Room, with you, and I am ashamed and afraid."
"What of? Are we not in sympathy, and do you not know that my intentions are pure, and that I respect you like a sister?"
"You may not mean evil to me, but it is not so as regards others."