““My thoughts, dear Falka' he said a moment later, 'may not be decent, may not be nice, and they are obviously not innocent... But, by the Gods, they are in keeping with nature. With my nature. You do me a disservice, thinking that my attraction to you has its basis in some... perverted curiosity. Ha, you also do yourself a disservice, by not being aware - or not wanting to realise - that your captivating appeal and uncommon beauty are capable of bringing any man to his knee. That the charm of your glance --””
