“You think me a monster—a criminal. When you went home last
night, you were wonderstruck that so vile a creature as I should
have so fair a face.”
“You embarrass me, madam,” I said, in a most chilling tone. “Pray
relieve me from this unpleasant position.”
“Wait. I cannot bear that you should think ill of me. You are
good and kind, and I desire to possess your esteem. You little
know how I love my father.”