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Part I: The Enigmas of Innocent Smith | Gilbert K. Chesterton | |
Chapter IV. The Garden of the God |
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"Really," said Rosamund stoutly, "I don't know what you mean." "What a lie! cried Michael, advancing on her with brightening eyes. "I'm all for lies in an ordinary way; but don't you see that to-night they won't do? We've wandered into a world of facts, old girl. That grass growing, and that sun going down, and that cab at the door, are facts. You used to torment and excuse yourself by saying I was after your money, and didn't really love you. But if I stood here now and told you I didn't love you--you wouldn't believe me: for truth is in this garden to-night." "Really, Mr. Moon..." said Rosamund, rather more faintly. He kept two big blue magnetic eyes fixed on her face. "Is my name Moon?" he asked. "Is your name Hunt? On my honour, they sound to me as quaint and as distant as Red Indian names. It's as if your name was `Swim' and my name was `Sunrise.' But our real names are Husband and Wife, as they were when we fell asleep." "It is no good," said Rosamund, with real tears in her eyes; "one can never go back." "I can go where I damn please," said Michael, "and I can carry you on my shoulder." |
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