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The Man Who Knew Too Much | Gilbert K. Chesterton | |
V. The Fad Of The Fisherman |
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Harker's haggard face suddenly lit up as if with infernal flames. "Honest," he cried, "it's not so damned fine of you fellows to be honest. You're all born with silver spoons in your mouths, and then you swagger about with everlasting virtue because you haven't got other people's spoons in your pockets. But I was born in a Pimlico lodging house and I had to make my spoon, and there'd be plenty to say I only spoiled a horn or an honest man. And if a struggling man staggers a bit over the line in his youth, in the lower parts of the law which are pretty dingy, anyhow, there's always some old vampire to hang on to him all his life for it." "Guatemalan Golcondas, wasn't it?" said Fisher, sympathetically. Harker suddenly shuddered. Then he said, "I believe you must know everything, like God Almighty." "I know too much," said Horne Fisher, "and all the wrong things." The other three men were drawing nearer to them, but before they came too near, Harker said, in a voice that had recovered all its firmness: "Yes, I did destroy a paper, but I really did find a paper, too; and I believe that it clears us all." "Very well," said Fisher, in a louder and more cheerful tone; "let us all have the benefit of it." |
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