A second passed and then he took the hand away. Kathy said nothing at all for a moment, and then she nodded.
"All right," she said. "You're right. We shouldn't be losing our tempers just now. But I didn't start—"
"Didn't you?" the stranger said.
Kathy shrugged. "Well, never mind it now." She turned to Forrester. "You know who we are now, don't you?"
Forrester nodded very slowly. How else could the man have come through the cordon of Myrmidons and seen them in the darkness? How else would he have dared to face up to Dionysus—confident that he could beat him? And how else could all this argument have gone on without anyone hearing it?
For that matter, why else would the argument have begun—unless the stranger and Kathy were—
"Sure," he said, as if he had known it all along. "You're Mars and Venus."
He could feel cold death approaching.