There was consternation in the Apple-Orchard. All the milkmaids came tumbling from their perches to run and comfort their weeping comrade. And as they passed Martin, Joyce cried, "It's a shame!" and Jennifer murmured "How could you?" and Jessica exclaimed "You brute!" and Jane said "I'm surprised at you!" and even little Joan shook her head at him, and, while all the others fondled Joscelyn, and petted and consoled her, took her hand and held it very tight. But with her other hand she took Martin's and held it just as tight, and looked a little anxious, with tears in her blue eyes. Yet she looked a little smiling too. And there were tears also in the eyes of all the milkmaids, because the story had ended so badly, and because they did not in the least know what was going to happen, and because a man had made one of them cry. And Martin suddenly realized that all these girls were against him as much as though it were six months ago. And he swung his feet and looked as though he didn't care, so that Joan knew he was feeling rather sheepish inside, and held his hand a little tighter. Then Joscelyn, who had the loveliest brown, as Joan had the loveliest blue, eyes in England, lifted her young head and looked at Martin so defiantly through her tears that he knew she had given up the game at last; and he pressed Joan's hand for all he was worth, and began to look ashamed of himself, so that Joan knew he had stopped feeling sheepish in the least. And Joscelyn, in a voice that shook like birch-leaves, said, "I don't want it to end like that." Martin: Dear Mistress Joscelyn, is it my fault? I promised you the truth, and with your help I have told it. Joscelyn: How dare you say it's with my help? If I had my way--! Martin: You shall have it. We will leave the end of the story in your hands. Joscelyn: I won't have anything to do with it! Martin: Then I'm afraid it's your fault. Joscelyn: That's what a man always says! Martin: Did he? Joscelyn: Yes, he did! he said it was Eve's fault. Martin: So it was. Joscelyn: How dare you! Martin: He said nothing but the truth. And what did you say? Joscelyn: I said it was Adam's fault. Martin: So it was. YOU said nothing but the truth. Joscelyn: How could it be two people's fault? Martin: How could it be anything else? Oh, Joscelyn! there are two things in this world that one person alone cannot bring to perfection. And one of them is a fault. It takes two people to make a perfect fault. Eve tempted Adam; and Adam was jolly glad to get tempted if he was half as sensible as he ought to have been. And Eve knew it. And Adam let her know it. And if after that she had not tempted him he would never have forgiven her. When it came to fault-making they understood each other perfectly. And between them they made the most perfect fault in the world. Joscelyn: (after a very long pause): You said there were two things. Martin: Two things? Joscelyn: That one person alone can't bring to perfection.