"It often means a great deal. There, I'm out of the garden and in the ordinary world again. I wonder if I shall ever have another bit of Eden in my life."
"Oh, indeed you shall. I will ask Mr. Yocomb to give you a day's weeding and hoeing there."
"What will you do in the meantime?"
"Sit under the arbor and laugh at you."
"Agreed. But suppose it was hot and I grew very tired, what would you do?"
"I fear I would have to invite you under the arbor."
"You fear?"
"Well, I would invite you if you had been of real service in the garden."
"That would be Eden unalloyed."
"Since I am not intoxicated, I cannot agree with you."