#romance!

>flirts with offputting lady that owns the torture labyrinth once, realises he’s into it

“You’re not advocating anything that I am going to do, at all. I’d be happy listening to her read Greek for hours at a time, even if I only understood one word in three—in fact, she makes me want to get my old Introduction to New Testament Greek out of the back of my cupboard, or wherever it is, and have another crack at it so I could dimly appreciate her brilliance. But I don’t want to get into an argument about the existence of God with her—I hate arguments about the existence of God, I don’t think they convince anybody—and I don’t think she wants to have one with me, anyway. She’s nicer than that. If I ever find that I can be of service to her—I mean, if she should want a dragon slain, or Masses said for the repose of somebody’s soul, or anything like that—I’m her man. Otherwise, I think it’s better for both of us if we keep our distance from one another.”