"Yes, I do." ...
"Besides, I never was afraid of you."
"Of course not. Nobody is!" said I, laughing.
"Oh, yes, they are."
"Who?"
"Well, for one, my sister, Thusis, is."
"Thusis! Afraid of me!" I exclaimed.
Clelia nodded: "She's afraid."
"Of me!" I repeated incredulously.
"Well, of herself, too."