"You must not," she said, with sudden deep earnestness. "I count it God's good mercy that you are here, for I can trust you."
"I am used to being trusted," he said quietly.
"I know. I can see it.... If I had been all alone ... with nobody but him ... But, no! I could not..."
"I don't know that there is any harm in him."
She sat nodding her pretty head meaningly.... "You have not seen men loosed from all restraints as I have. I was but a child and did not fully understand. But I see their faces and their eyes still, fierce and wild and hungry for other than bread. When men are answerable to none but themselves they become wild beasts and devils."
"It is a hard saying."
"But it is true. I have seen it."
"And women?"
"They are as bad, but in a different way. Oh, they are terrible."
"And you and I and Macro here? To whom are we answerable?" he asked, to sound her to the depths.