He observed her; sparks glinted in the myopic eyes of this extraordinary woman. Evidently he had just stumbled, unwittingly, onto a guilty secret of hers.
"Well," and he smiled, "do you still commit infidelities to me with a false me?"
"I do not understand."
"Do you receive, at night, the visit of the incubus which resembles me?"
"No. Since I have been able to possess you in the flesh I have no need to evoke your image."
"What a downright Satanist you are!"
"Maybe. I have been so constantly associated with priests."
"You're a great one," he said, bowing. "Now listen to me, and do me a great favour. You know Canon Docre?"
"I should say!"
"Well, what in the world is this man, about whom I hear so much?"