Armus Grey : Tell me about Rachel.
Richard Grey : What about her?
Armus Grey : Where did you meet?
Richard Grey : In a small village half a day's ride from here.
Armus Grey : What were the circumstances of your meeting?
Richard Grey : She needed help. She was being attacked by villagers. Why are you asking me these questions?
Armus Grey : She's been accused of witchcraft.
Armus Grey : You must admit some pretty strange, bizarre things have happened since she arrived here.
Richard Grey : Every one can be explained by coincidence.
Armus Grey : And the coincidences continue to multiply!
Richard Grey : Intelligent Armus; learned Armus - is it possible you've allowed ignorance and superstition to cloud your judgment?
Armus Grey : More likely you've been blinded by love.
Richard Grey : You're condemning a young girl you barely even know.
Armus Grey : I have not condemned, I've questioned.
Richard Grey : It is the asking of the question itself that indicts, brother!