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She
looked
at
him
again
.
’
Physically
wasting
?
’
she
said
.
’
I
see
you
getting
fatter
,
and
I
’
m
not
wasting
myself
.
Do
you
think
the
sun
is
smaller
than
he
used
to
be
?
He
’
s
not
to
me
.
And
I
suppose
the
apple
Adam
offered
Eve
wasn
’
t
really
much
bigger
,
if
any
,
than
one
of
our
orange
pippins
.
Do
you
think
it
was
?
’
’
Well
,
hear
how
he
goes
on
:
"
It
is
thus
slowly
passing
,
with
a
slowness
inconceivable
in
our
measures
of
time
,
to
new
creative
conditions
,
amid
which
the
physical
world
,
as
we
at
present
know
it
,
will
be
represented
by
a
ripple
barely
to
be
distinguished
from
nonentity
.
"
’
She
listened
with
a
glisten
of
amusement
.
All
sorts
of
improper
things
suggested
themselves
.
But
she
only
said
:
’
What
silly
hocus
-
pocus
!
As
if
his
little
conceited
consciousness
could
know
what
was
happening
as
slowly
as
all
that
!
It
only
means
he
’
s
a
physical
failure
on
the
earth
,
so
he
wants
to
make
the
whole
universe
a
physical
failure
.
Priggish
little
impertinence
!
’
’
Oh
,
but
listen
!
Don
’
t
interrupt
the
great
man
’
s
solemn
words
!
-
-
"
The
present
type
of
order
in
the
world
has
risen
from
an
unimaginable
part
,
and
will
find
its
grave
in
an
unimaginable
future
.
There
remains
the
inexhaustive
realm
of
abstract
forms
,
and
creativity
with
its
shifting
character
ever
determined
afresh
by
its
own
creatures
,
and
God
,
upon
whose
wisdom
all
forms
of
order
depend
.
"
-
-
There
,
that
’
s
how
he
winds
up
!
’
Connie
sat
listening
contemptuously
.
’
He
’
s
spiritually
blown
out
,
’
she
said
.
’
What
a
lot
of
stuff
!
Unimaginables
,
and
types
of
order
in
graves
,
and
realms
of
abstract
forms
,
and
creativity
with
a
shifty
character
,
and
God
mixed
up
with
forms
of
order
!
Why
,
it
’
s
idiotic
!
’
’
I
must
say
,
it
is
a
little
vaguely
conglomerate
,
a
mixture
of
gases
,
so
to
speak
,
’
said
Clifford
.
’
Still
,
I
think
there
is
something
in
the
idea
that
the
universe
is
physically
wasting
and
spiritually
ascending
.
