To her, as to me, the lies we shall have to tell will be burdensome in the extreme; but we shall both forget in time." "That is exactly what you can never do!" said Glazzard, deliberately.
"You enter upon a lifetime of dissimulation.

Ten, twenty years hence you will have to act as careful a part as on the day when you and she first present yourselves in Polterham." "Oh, in a sense!" cried the other, impatiently.
"A very grave sense .-- Quarrier, why have you taken up this political idea?
What's the good of it ?" He leaned forward and spoke with a low earnest voice.

Denzil could not instantly reply.
"Give it up!" pursued Glazzard.

"Take Lilian abroad, and live a life of quiet happiness.

Go on with your literary work"---- "Nonsense! I can't draw back now, and I don't wish to." "Would you--if--if _I_ were willing to become the Liberal candidate ?" Denzil stared in astonishment.
"You?
Liberal candidate ?" "Yes, I!" A peal of laughter rang through the room.