“I know you asked me particularly, but anything in life—or death—would have been easier than to obey you.”
“What did I do to frighten you so?”
“Nothing but show me too much mercy.”
“Oh, I didn’t think anything of that.”
“Of what? Of the crime—or of the forgiveness?”
“Of the crime, of course.”
I stepped back from her in amazement.
“You didn’t think anything of—”
“Why, no! I’ve often done the same myself.”