She glanced at him, her eyes brimming with mischief, and, as she glanced, another of her protégés frisked thanklessly away.
"Wouldn't you like to know my name?" she asked.
"At present it's sufficient that you are 'Pansy.' 'Heart's Ease,' don't you say in English?"
"I wish I could ease this one poor little beast," she said, touching the remaining lizard. "But I fear it's hurt beyond redemption."
Stooping he picked up the little reptile and examined it. It hung limp in his grasp; a hopeless case.
"The best thing to do with it is to kill it," he commented.
"Oh, I couldn't," she said quickly.
But it appeared he could. He went some distance away from the girl and placed the lizard on a flat rock. In a moment he had ground all tortured life out of it with his heel.
"Thank you," she said gratefully. "I knew it was suffering, but I couldn't have done that to save my life. As a reward, will you come and have breakfast with me?"
"There's nothing I should like better," he answered.