28/47 He's never left _me_, St.Christopher, you know, and that's one thing. Of course, the ideal thing is somewhere between the two; recognise St.Christopher and see the real world as well. I'm afraid neither you nor I is the ideal man, Lasher. Why, I tell you, any baby of three knows more than you do! You're proud of never seeing beyond your nose. I'm proud of never seeing my nose at all: we're both wrong. |