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"
Only
this
morning
I
officiated
at
early
celebration
--
--
"
"
Things
have
changed
,
"
I
said
,
quietly
.
"
You
must
keep
your
head
.
There
is
still
hope
.
"
"
Hope
!
"
"
Yes
.
Plentiful
hope
--
for
all
this
destruction
!
"
I
began
to
explain
my
view
of
our
position
.
He
listened
at
first
,
but
as
I
went
on
the
interest
dawning
in
his
eyes
gave
place
to
their
former
stare
,
and
his
regard
wandered
from
me
.
"
This
must
be
the
beginning
of
the
end
,
"
he
said
,
interrupting
me
.
"
The
end
!
The
great
and
terrible
day
of
the
Lord
!
When
men
shall
call
upon
the
mountains
and
the
rocks
to
fall
upon
them
and
hide
them
--
hide
them
from
the
face
of
Him
that
sitteth
upon
the
throne
!
"
I
began
to
understand
the
position
.
I
ceased
my
laboured
reasoning
,
struggled
to
my
feet
,
and
,
standing
over
him
,
laid
my
hand
on
his
shoulder
.
"
Be
a
man
!
"
said
I.
"
You
are
scared
out
of
your
wits
!
What
good
is
religion
if
it
collapses
under
calamity
?
Think
of
what
earthquakes
and
floods
,
wars
and
volcanoes
,
have
done
before
to
men
!
Did
you
think
God
had
exempted
Weybridge
?
He
is
not
an
insurance
agent
.
"
For
a
time
he
sat
in
blank
silence
.
"
But
how
can
we
escape
?
"
he
asked
,
suddenly
.
"
They
are
invulnerable
,
they
are
pitiless
.
"
