"Let's be above-the-board-honest with each other in all things, Jack; it makes for long friendships, Echochee says—and there's nothing finer, anyhow, than to freely admit a mistake. So it wasn't your fault any more than mine; we've both been very naughty spirits, and we mustn't be again." She paused, adding: "After all, I suppose it does make our secret world just a little——"
I waited, and when she did not continue, asked:
"A little what?"
Still she hesitated.
"Be honest," I warned.
She smiled again, looking at me frankly.
"Well, a little sweeter, to feel that we're equally to blame; that that's why we can't ever go there again."
"Eden up-to-date?" I laughed.
"Y-yes, I suppose so; and the flaming sword has smote us, so we have to be circumspect forever and ever."
"But Eve wasn't! The flaming sword didn't phaze her a minute!"