\"Yes……？\"sheaccentuatedinterrogatively。
\"Youhavetheawfulnessofthepredestined。You，too，arethepreyofdreams。\"
\"NotoftheMoors，then，\"sheuttered，calmly，beginningtheotherplait。D’Alcacerfollowedtheoperationtotheend。Closeagainsther，herdiaphanousshadowonthemuslinreproducedherslightestmovements。D’Alcacerturnedhiseyesaway。
\"No！Nobarbarianshalltouchyou。BecauseifitcomestothatI
believeHEwouldbecapableofkillingyouhimself。\"