The things we do!

Isn't that enough?"
"Yes, you've said that; but that was not the truth."
"It depends upon what you mean by the truth."
"The man who could do what you have done with me would not stop at
anything. How could I believe a word you said?" Then, on the
instant, much as she had cause to hate him, she half regretted her
speech. She saw a swift flush spring to his cheek under the thin
florid skin. He moved his lips, but did not speak. It was quite a
while before he made reply.
"That isn't just," he said quietly. "I wouldn't lie to you, not
even to get you. If that's the way you feel about me, I reckon
there couldn't, after all, be much between us. I've got all the
sins and faults of the world, but not just that one. I don't lie."
"Then tell me."
"No. You've not earned it. What would be the use, if you didn't
believe what I said?"
He held up the faded things before his eyes, turning them over
calmly, looking at them directly, unshrinkingly. She could not
read what was in his mind.


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