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"You bid me hope?" said he. "Beautiful, if you really want the moon, I don't see the _least_ objection to your continuing to hope. They make so many little airships and things nowadays, you know, and you'll probably find it only green cheese, after all. YOU BID ME HOPE SAID HE BEAUTIFUL IF YOU REALLY WANT THE MOON I DON'T SEE THE LEAST OBJECTION TO YOUR CONTINUING TO HOPE THEY MAKE SO MANY LITTLE AIRSHIPS AND THINGS NOWADAYS YOU KNOW AND YOU'LL PROBABLY FIND IT ONLY GREEN CHEESE AFTER ALL
and thereby afforded him an excellent gambit. "Yes?" said Margaret. "What is it, beautiful?" That, in privacy, was her fantastic name for him. The poet laughed a little. "Beautiful child," said he--and that, under similar circumstances, was his perfectly reasonable name for her--"I have been discourteous. To be frank, I have been sulking as irrationally as a baby who clamours for the moon yonder." "You aren't really anything but a baby, you know." Indeed, Margaret almost thought of him as such. He was so delightfully naïf. He bent toward her. A faint tremor woke in his speech. "And so," said he, softly, "I cry for the moon--the unattainable, exquisite moon. It is very ridiculous, is it not?" But he did not look at the moon. He looked toward Margaret--past Margaret, toward the gleaming windows of Selwoode, where the Eagle brooded: "Oh, I really can't say," Margaret cried, in haste. "She was kind to Endymion, you know. We will hope for the best. I think we'd better go into the house now. K THIS AS A PROMISING SIGN AND BRIGHTENED OVER IT PERCEPTIBLY AND THEREBY AFFORDED HIM AN EXCELLENT GAMBET YES SAID MARGARET WHAT IS IT BEAUTIFUL THAT IN PRIVACY WAS HER FANTASTIC NAME FOR HIM THE POET LAUGHED A LITTLE BEAUTIFUL CHILD SAID HE AND THAT UNDER SIMILAR CIRCUMSTANCES WAS HIS PERFECTLY REASONABLE NAME FOR HER I HAVE BEEN DISCOURTEOUS TO BE FRANK I HAVE BEEN SULKING AS IRRATIONALLY AS A BABY WHO CLAMOURS FOR THE MOON YONDER YOU AREN'T REALLY ANYTHING BUT A BABY YOU KNOW INDEED MARGARET ALMOST THOUGHT OF HIM AS SUCH HE WAS SO DELIGHTFULLY NAIVE HE BENT TOWARD HER A FAINT TREMOR WOKE IN HISEECH AND SO SAID HE SOFTLY I CRY FOR THE MOON THE UNATTAINABLE EXQUISITE MOON IT IS VERY RIDICULOUS IS IT NOT BUT HE DID NOT LOOK AT THE MOON HE LOOKED TOWARD MARGARET PASSED MARGARET TOWARD THE GLEAMING WINDOWS OF SELLWOOD WHERE THE EAGLE BROODED OH I REALLY CAN'T SAY MARGARET CRIED IN HASTE SHE WAS KIND TO ENDYMION YOU KNOW WE WILL HOPE FOR THE BEST I THINK WE'D BETTER GO INTO THE HOUSE NOW
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