"For us. For whom else?" And he was to feel indeed how she wished
him to understand it. "We know nothing on earth--!" It was an
undertaking he must sign.
So he wrote, as it were, his name. "We know nothing on earth." It
was like the soldiers' watchword at night.
"We're as innocent," she went on in the same way, "as babes."
"Why not rather say," he asked, "as innocent as they themselves
are?"
"Oh, for the best of reasons! Because we're much more so."