exclaimed. "Oh, no—but probably one of the least fussy," she answered, a smile in her voice. "Call it what you like: you look at things as they are." "Ah—I've had to. I've had to look at the Gorgon." "Well—it hasn't blinded you! You've seen that she's just an old bogey like all the others." "She doesn't blind one; but she dries up one's tears."
