Something that will still be Angel even in a thousand years."
"I hope to be a real angel long before that," said Angel, laughing.
"Do you think you can promise to be true so long, Angel?" asked Henry.
"Dear, you know that so long as there is one little part of me left
anywhere in the world, that part will be true to you.--But come, tell
me about London. I'm afraid you didn't enjoy it very much."
"Oh, yes, I loved London,--that is, old London; but new London made me a
little sad. I expect it was only because I didn't quite understand the
conditions."
"Perhaps so," said Angel. "But tell me,--did you go to the Zoo?"
"You dear child! Yes! I went out of pure love for you."
"Now you needn't be so grown up. You know you wanted to go just for
yourself as well. And you saw the monkey-house?"
"Yes."
"And the lions?"
"Yes."
"And the snakes?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, I'd give anything to see the snakes! Did they eat any rabbits when
you were there,--fascinate them, and then draw them slowly, slowly in?"
"Angel, what terrible interests you are developing! No, thank goodness,
they didn't.
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