TILL WE HAVE FACES (Cupid & Psyche – The Story Behind the Myth). C. S. Lewis

be homelier for her than a stranger. She sat on my knees when she was little…. I wonder do the gods know what it feels like to be a man.”

      “You’ll let me in?” I said.

      “On one condition, Lady. You must swear to come out when I knock. It’s quiet up here now, but there’ll be comings and goings later. There’ll be two temple girls coming to her presently; I was warned of that. I’ll give you as long as I can. But I must be sure of your coming out when I give the sign. Three knocks — like this.”

      “I’ll come out at once when you do that.”

      “Swear it, Lady, here on my sword.”

      I swore it. He looked to left and right, did back the bolt, and said, “Quick. In you go. Heaven comfort you both.”