She asked about his company and he told her.
"They will tell you about India."
"Yes."
She stood for a moment looking out across the lights and the dark
green trees, and then she turned to him.
"Why cannot I come with you?" she asked with sudden passion. "Why
cannot I see the things you want to see?"
"I tell you you are not interested. You would only be interested
through me. That would not help me. I should just be dealing out
my premature ideas to you. If you cared as I care, if you wanted to
know as I want to know, it would be different. But you don't. It
isn't your fault that you don't. It happens so. And there is no
good in forced interest, in prescribed discovery."
"Cheetah," she asked, "what is it that you want to know--that I
don't care for?"
"I want to know about the world. I want to rule the world."
"So do I."
"No, you want to have the world."
"Isn't it the same?"
"No. You're a greedier thing than I am, you Black Leopard you--
standing there in the dusk. You're a stronger thing. Don't you
know you're stronger? When I am with you, you carry your point,
because you are more concentrated, more definite, less scrupulous.
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