A god to remain a god,
he said, should live alone in a temple. When he began to mix with others
of the earth and to do those things they did, to eat and to drink,
to laugh and to frown; even to slip in the mud or to stumble over the
stones in the common path, those others would come to think that there
was small difference between god and man. Especially would they think
so if he were observed to love the company of women or to melt beneath
their soft glances.
Now I grew sore at the sting of these arrows which of late he had
loved to shoot at me, and without pretending to misunderstand him, said
outright:
"The truth is, Kari, that you are jealous of the lady Quilla as once you
were jealous of another."
He considered the matter in his grave fashion, and answered:
"Yes, Master, that is the truth, or part of it. You saved my life, and
sheltered me when I was alone in a strange land, and for this and for
yourself I came to love you very greatly, and love, if it be true, is
always jealous and always hates a rival."
"There are different sorts of loves," I said; "that of a man for man is
one, that of man for woman is another.
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