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view will content the Miss Alans. They want the Pension Keats." "I'm awfully sorry to interrupt, Mr. Beebe," said Freddy, "but have you any matches?" "I have," said Cecil, and it did not escape Mr. Beebe's notice that he spoke to the boy more kindly. "You have never met these Miss Alans, have you, Mr. Vyse?" "Never." "Then you don't see the wonder of this Greek visit. I haven't been to Greece myself, and don't mean to go, and I can't imagine any of my friends going. It is altogether too big for our little lot. Don't you think so? Italy is just about as much as we can manage. Italy is heroic, but Greece is godlike or devilish--I am not sure which, and in either case absolutely out of our suburban focus. All right, Freddy--I am not
eing clever, upon my word I am not--I took the idea from another fellow; and give me those matches when you've done with them." He lit a cigarette, and went on talking to the two young men. "I was saying, if our poor little Cockney lives must have a background, let it be Italian. Big enough in all conscience. The ceiling of the Sistine Chapel for me. There the contrast is just as much as I can realize. But not the Parthenon, not the frieze of Phidias at any price; and here comes the victoria." "You're quite right," said Cecil. "Greece is not for our little lot"; and he got in. Freddy followed, nodding to the clergyman, whom he trusted not to be pulling one's leg, really. And before they had gone a dozen yards he jumped out, and came running back for Vyse's match-box, which had not been returned. As he took it, he said: "I'm so glad you only talked about books. Cecil's hard hit. Lucy won't marry him. If you'd gone on about her, as you did about them, he might have broken down."
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eing clever, upon my word I am not--I took<br />
the idea from another fellow; and give me<br />
those matches when you've done with them."<br />
He lit a cigarette, and went on talking to the<br />
two young men. "I was saying, if our poor little<br />
Cockney lives must have a background, let it<br />
be Italian. Big enough in all conscience. The<br />
ceiling of the Sistine Chapel for me. There the<br />
contrast is just as much as I can realize. But not<br />
the Parthenon, not the frieze of Phidias at any<br />
price; and here comes the victoria."<br />
"You're quite right," said Cecil. "Greece is not<br />
for our little lot"; and he got in. Freddy<br />
followed, nodding to the clergyman, whom he<br />
trusted not to be pulling one's leg, really. And<br />
before they had gone a dozen yards he<br />
jumped out, and came running back for Vyse's<br />
match-box, which had not been returned. As<br />
he took it, he said: "I'm so glad you only talked<br />
about books. Cecil's hard hit. Lucy won't marry<br />
him. If you'd gone on about her, as you did<br />
about them, he might have broken down."