“You must understand, sir, that when a man says he will take a woman, and a woman says she will take a man, for the rest of their natural existence, they are assumed to know all about each other, though not permitted, of course, by the laws of morality to know anything of real importance. Since it is almost impossible from a modest acquaintanceship to make sure whether they will continue to desire each other’s company after a completed knowledge, they are naturally disposed to go it ‘blind,’ if I may be pardoned the expression, and will take each other for ever on the smallest provocations. For the human being, sir, makes nothing of the words ‘for ever,’ when it sees immediate happiness before it. You can well understand, therefore, how necessary it is to make it very hard for them to get untied again.” “I should dislike living with a wife if I were tired of her,” said the Angel. “Sir,” returned his dragoman confidentially, “in that sentiment you would have with you the whole male population. And, I believe, the whole of the female population would feel the same if they were tired of you, as the husband.” “That!” said the Angel, with a quiet smile. “Ah! yes, sir; but does not this convince you of the necessity to force people who are tired of each other to go on living together?” “No,” said the Angel, with appalling frankness. “Well,” his dragoman replied soberly, “I must admit that some have thought our marriage laws should be in a museum, for they are unique; and, though a source of amusement to the public, and emolument to the profession, they pass the comprehension of men and angels who have not the key of the mystery.” “What key?” asked the Angel. “I will give it you, sir,” said his dragoman: “The English have a genius for taking the shadow of a thing for its substance. ‘So long,’ they say, ‘as our marriages, our virtue, our honesty, and happiness _seem_ to be, they _are_.’ So long, therefore, as we do not dissolve a marriage it remains virtuous, honest and happy, though the parties to it may be unfaithful, untruthful, and in misery. It would be regarded as awful, sir, for marriage to depend on mutual liking. We English cannot bear the thought of defeat. To dissolve an unhappy marriage is to recognise defeat by life, and we would rather that other people lived in wretchedness all their days than admit that members of our race had come up against something too hard to overcome. The English do not care about making the best out of this life in reality so long as they can do it in appearance.” “Then they believe in a future life?” “They did to some considerable extent up to the ’eighties of the last century, and their laws and customs were no doubt settled in accordance therewith, and have not yet had time to adapt themselves. We are a somewhat slow-moving people, always a generation or two behind our real beliefs.” “They have lost their belief, then?”