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The
Mason
looked
intently
at
Pierre
and
smiled
as
a
rich
man
with
millions
in
hand
might
smile
at
a
poor
fellow
who
told
him
that
he
,
poor
man
,
had
not
the
five
rubles
that
would
make
him
happy
.
"
Yes
,
you
do
not
know
Him
,
my
dear
sir
,
"
said
the
Mason
.
"
You
can
not
know
Him
.
You
do
not
know
Him
and
that
is
why
you
are
unhappy
.
"
"
Yes
,
yes
,
I
am
unhappy
,
"
assented
Pierre
.
"
But
what
am
I
to
do
?
"
"
You
know
Him
not
,
my
dear
sir
,
and
so
you
are
very
unhappy
.
You
do
not
know
Him
,
but
He
is
here
,
He
is
in
me
,
He
is
in
my
words
,
He
is
in
thee
,
and
even
in
those
blasphemous
words
thou
hast
just
uttered
!
"
pronounced
the
Mason
in
a
stern
and
tremulous
voice
.
He
paused
and
sighed
,
evidently
trying
to
calm
himself
.
"
If
He
were
not
,
"
he
said
quietly
,
"
you
and
I
would
not
be
speaking
of
Him
,
my
dear
sir
.
Of
what
,
of
whom
,
are
we
speaking
?
Whom
hast
thou
denied
?
"
he
suddenly
asked
with
exulting
austerity
and
authority
in
his
voice
.
"
Who
invented
Him
,
if
He
did
not
exist
?
Whence
came
thy
conception
of
the
existence
of
such
an
incomprehensible
Being
?
didst
thou
,
and
why
did
the
whole
world
,
conceive
the
idea
of
the
existence
of
such
an
incomprehensible
Being
,
a
Being
all-powerful
,
eternal
,
and
infinite
in
all
His
attributes
?
...
"
He
stopped
and
remained
silent
for
a
long
time
.
Pierre
could
not
and
did
not
wish
to
break
this
silence
.
"
He
exists
,
but
to
understand
Him
is
hard
,
"
the
Mason
began
again
,
looking
not
at
Pierre
but
straight
before
him
,
and
turning
the
leaves
of
his
book
with
his
old
hands
which
from
excitement
he
could
not
keep
still
.
"
If
it
were
a
man
whose
existence
thou
didst
doubt
I
could
bring
him
to
thee
,
could
take
him
by
the
hand
and
show
him
to
thee
.
But
how
can
I
,
an
insignificant
mortal
,
show
His
omnipotence
,
His
infinity
,
and
all
His
mercy
to
one
who
is
blind
,
or
who
shuts
his
eyes
that
he
may
not
see
or
understand
Him
and
may
not
see
or
understand
his
own
vileness
and
sinfulness
?
"
He
paused
again
.
"
Who
art
thou
?
Thou
dreamest
that
thou
art
wise
because
thou
couldst
utter
those
blasphemous
words
,
"
he
went
on
,
with
a
somber
and
scornful
smile
.
"
And
thou
art
more
foolish
and
unreasonable
than
a
little
child
,
who
,
playing
with
the
parts
of
a
skillfully
made
watch
,
dares
to
say
that
,
as
he
does
not
understand
its
use
,
he
does
not
believe
in
the
master
who
made
it
.
To
know
Him
is
hard
...
For
ages
,
from
our
forefather
Adam
to
our
own
day
,
we
labor
to
attain
that
knowledge
and
are
still
infinitely
far
from
our
aim
;
but
in
our
lack
of
understanding
we
see
only
our
weakness
and
His
greatness
...
