"Every man is a sinner one way or another."
"You are very clever—cleverer than your father ever was.
"I hope so."
"Why?"
"He went—there. I've come—from there."
"And you think you will stay—never go back?"
"He was out of it for twenty years, and died. If I am in it for that long, I shall have had enough."
Their eyes met. The woman looked at him steadily. "You won't be," she replied, this time seriously, and in a very low voice.
"No? Why?"
"Because you will tire of it all—though you've started very well."