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"
We
can
’
t
help
it
!
"
cried
Philip
.
"
We
’
re
at
your
mercy
,
"
said
Lillian
.
They
were
throwing
their
pleas
at
a
face
that
could
not
be
reached
.
They
did
not
know
—
and
their
panic
was
the
last
of
their
struggle
to
escape
the
knowledge
—
that
his
merciless
sense
of
justice
,
which
had
been
their
only
hold
on
him
,
which
had
made
him
take
any
punishment
and
give
them
the
benefit
of
every
doubt
,
was
now
turned
against
them
—
that
the
same
force
that
had
made
him
tolerant
,
was
now
the
force
that
made
him
ruthless
—
that
the
justice
which
would
forgive
miles
of
innocent
errors
of
knowledge
,
would
not
forgive
a
single
step
taken
in
conscious
evil
.
"
Henry
,
don
’
t
you
understand
us
?
"
his
mother
was
pleading
.
"
I
do
,
"
he
said
quietly
.
She
looked
away
,
avoiding
the
clarity
of
his
eyes
.
"
Don
’
t
you
care
what
becomes
of
us
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
.
"
"
Aren
’
t
you
human
?
"
Her
voice
grew
shrill
with
anger
.
"
Aren
’
t
you
capable
of
any
love
at
all
?
It
’
s
your
heart
I
’
m
trying
to
reach
,
not
your
mind
!
Love
is
not
something
to
argue
and
reason
and
bargain
about
!
It
’
s
something
to
give
!
To
feel
!
Oh
God
,
Henry
,
can
’
t
you
feel
without
thinking
?
"
