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For
a
moment
I
was
silent
,
out
of
sheer
surprise
.
"
You
amaze
me
!
"
I
said
at
last
--
"
You
allude
to
Christ
,
I
suppose
;
but
everybody
is
convinced
by
this
time
that
He
was
a
mere
man
like
the
rest
of
us
;
there
was
nothing
divine
about
Him
.
What
a
contradiction
you
are
!
Why
,
I
remember
you
indignantly
denied
the
accusation
of
being
a
Christian
.
"
"
Of
course
--
and
I
deny
it
still
"
--
he
answered
quickly
--
"
I
have
not
a
fat
living
in
the
church
that
I
should
tell
a
lie
on
such
a
subject
.
I
am
not
a
Christian
;
nor
is
anyone
living
a
Christian
.
To
quote
a
very
old
saying
'
There
never
was
a
Christian
save
One
,
and
He
was
crucified
.
'
But
though
I
am
not
a
Christian
I
never
said
I
doubted
the
existence
of
Christ
.
That
knowledge
was
forced
upon
me
--
with
considerable
pressure
too
!
"
"
By
a
reliable
authority
?
"
I
inquired
with
a
slight
sneer
.
He
made
no
immediate
reply
.
His
flashing
eyes
looked
,
as
it
were
,
through
me
and
beyond
me
at
something
far
away
.
The
curious
pallor
that
at
times
gave
his
face
the
set
look
of
an
impenetrable
mask
,
came
upon
him
then
,
and
he
smiled
--
an
awful
smile
.
So
might
a
man
smile
out
of
deadly
bravado
,
when
told
of
some
dim
and
dreadful
torture
awaiting
him
.
"
You
touch
me
on
a
sore
point
,
"
--
he
said
at
last
,
slowly
,
and
in
a
harsh
tone
--
"
My
convictions
respecting
certain
religious
phases
of
man
's
development
and
progress
,
are
founded
on
the
arduous
study
of
some
very
unpleasant
truths
to
which
humanity
generally
shuts
its
eyes
,
burying
its
head
in
the
desert-sands
of
its
own
delusions
.
These
truths
I
will
not
enter
upon
now
Some
other
time
I
will
initiate
you
into
a
few
of
my
mysteries
.
"
The
tortured
smile
passed
from
his
face
,
leaving
it
intellectually
composed
and
calm
as
usual
--
and
I
hastily
changed
the
subject
,
for
I
had
made
up
my
mind
by
this
time
that
my
brilliant
friend
had
,
like
many
exceptionally
gifted
persons
,
a
'
craze
'
on
one
topic
,
and
that
topic
a
particularly
difficult
one
to
discuss
as
it
touched
on
the
superhuman
and
therefore
(
to
my
thinking
)
the
impossible
.
My
own
temperament
,
which
had
,
in
the
days
of
my
poverty
,
fluctuated
between
spiritual
striving
and
material
gain
,
had
,
with
my
sudden
access
to
fortune
,
rapidly
hardened
into
the
character
of
a
man
of
the
world
worldly
,
for
whom
all
speculations
as
to
the
unseen
forces
working
in
and
around
us
,
were
the
merest
folly
,
not
worth
a
moment
's
waste
of
thought
.
I
should
have
laughed
to
scorn
anyone
who
had
then
presumed
to
talk
to
me
about
the
law
of
Eternal
Justice
,
which
with
individuals
as
well
as
nations
,
works
,
not
for
a
passing
'
phase
,
'
but
for
all
time
towards
good
,
and
not
evil
--
for
no
matter
how
much
a
man
may
strive
to
blind
himself
to
the
fact
,
he
has
a
portion
of
the
Divine
within
him
,
which
if
he
wilfully
corrupts
by
his
own
wickedness
,
he
must
be
forced
to
cleanse
again
and
yet
again
,
in
the
fierce
flames
of
such
remorse
and
such
despair
as
are
rightly
termed
the
quenchless
fires
of
Hell
!
On
the
afternoon
of
the
twenty-first
of
May
,
I
went
down
,
accompanied
by
Lucio
,
to
Willowsmere
,
to
be
in
readiness
for
the
reception
of
the
social
swarm
who
were
to
flock
thither
the
next
day
.
Amiel
went
with
us
--
but
I
left
my
own
man
,
Morris
,
behind
,
to
take
charge
of
my
rooms
in
the
Grand
,
and
to
forward
late
telegrams
and
special
messages
.
The
weather
was
calm
,
warm
and
bright
--
and
a
young
moon
showed
her
thin
crescent
in
the
sky
as
we
got
out
at
the
country
station
and
stepped
into
the
open
carriage
awaiting
us
.
The
station-officials
greeted
us
with
servile
humility
,
eyeing
Lucio
especially
with
an
almost
gaping
air
of
wonderment
;
the
fact
of
his
lavish
expenditure
in
arranging
with
the
railway
company
a
service
of
special
trains
for
the
use
of
the
morrow
's
guests
,
had
no
doubt
excited
them
to
a
speechless
extent
of
admiration
as
well
as
astonishment
.
When
we
approached
Willowsmere
,
and
entered
the
beautiful
drive
,
bordered
with
oak
and
beech
,
which
led
up
to
the
house
,
I
uttered
an
exclamation
of
delight
at
the
festal
decorations
displayed
,
for
the
whole
avenue
was
spanned
with
arches
of
flags
and
flowers
,
garlands
of
blossoms
being
even
swung
from
tree
to
tree
,
and
interlacing
many
of
the
lower
branches
.
The
gabled
porch
at
the
entrance
of
the
house
was
draped
with
crimson
silk
and
festooned
with
white
roses
--
and
as
we
alighted
,
the
door
was
flung
open
by
a
smart
page
in
brilliant
scarlet
and
gold
.
"
I
think
,
"
said
Lucio
to
me
as
we
entered
--
"
You
will
find
everything
as
complete
as
this
world
's
resources
will
allow
.
