"Some day you shall know," he said quietly, keeping his dark gaze upon her.
"I doubt me not I shall! But—when and where? Tell me then, you who know so much! When and where?"
Hormazd regarded her quizzically, but made no immediate reply.
After a time she continued.
"Some say you are the devil's servant! Show me then your power. Read for me my fate!"
She looked at him with an air of challenge.
"It was not for this you came," the Persian said calmly, meeting the gaze of those mysterious wells of light whose appeal none had yet resisted whom she wished to bend to her desires.
The woman turned a shade more pale.
"Then call it a whim!"
"What will it avail?"