"A few days ago."
"On your oath—no, you don't believe that—on your honor, is it truth?"
"Yes, it is."
"You saw it—just as it is there?"
"Yes, it is exact. I had no right to take it or to show it you."
"What does that matter, man? Do you think I care about that? But—yes, it is true. God help me!"
"We have seen it, you know. It was time you saw it."
"Time, indeed!"
"Where's the harm?" asked Morewood, in a rough effort at comfort.
"The harm? But you don't understand. It is the face of a beast!"