The eyes deepened to blue as she regarded him. She smiled.

“Are there many like you in the world from which you come?” she asked softly. “Well, we soon shall⁠—”

Lugur interrupted her almost rudely and glowering.

“Best we should know how they came hence,” he growled.

She darted a quick look at him, and again the little devils danced in her wondrous eyes. 4

“Yes, that is true,” she said. “How came you here?”

Again it was Marakinoff who answered⁠—slowly, considering every word.