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Confessions of an
"Because, Eve, I love you."
"But you will soon grow tired."
"Of you?"
"Yes, of me, Adam."
"I am willing to undertake the experiment, nevertheless. There is no record that my namesake ever grew tired of his Eve."
"Do you suppose they never quarrelled?"
"We do not hear of it."
"But after his cowardice in casting the blame of the Fall upon her?"
"Well, we shall not run the same risk."
"Ah! Who can tell? And when I grow old, Adam?"
"I also shall grow old. But why think of that? We are young now."
"Yes; we are young."
"And will make the experiment, Eve. Why should we ever part again?"
She did not reply, but rested silent and happy against his shoulder.
The mist still hung thickly about the trees.
"Come, my own!" he said, and his
