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I
wept
with
Mary
at
Golgotha
.
"
A
soft
,
shurring
sigh
in
the
audience
.
"
I
have
known
and
loved
them
.
There
is
only
one
-
one
-
"
she
held
up
a
finger
-
"
only
one
player
in
the
greatest
of
all
dramas
that
I
do
not
know
.
Only
one
who
stands
outside
with
his
face
in
the
shadow
.
Only
one
that
makes
my
body
tremble
and
my
spirit
quail
.
I
fear
him
.
I
don
’
t
know
his
mind
and
I
fear
him
.
I
fear
The
Interloper
.
"
Another
sigh
.
One
of
the
women
had
put
a
hand
over
her
mouth
as
if
to
stop
a
sound
and
was
rocking
,
rocking
.
"
The
Interloper
who
came
to
Eve
as
a
snake
on
its
belly
,
grinning
and
writhing
.
The
Interloper
who
walked
among
the
Children
of
Israel
while
Moses
was
up
on
the
Mount
,
who
whispered
to
them
to
make
a
golden
idol
,
a
golden
calf
,
and
to
worship
it
with
foulness
and
fornication
.
"
Moans
,
nods
.
"
The
Interloper
!
He
stood
on
the
balcony
with
Jezebel
and
watched
as
King
Ahaz
fell
screaming
to
his
death
,
and
he
and
she
grinned
as
the
dogs
gathered
and
lapped
up
his
life
’
s
blood
.
Oh
,
my
little
brothers
and
sisters
,
watch
thou
for
The
Interloper
.
"
"
Yes
,
0
Jesus
-
"
The
man
the
gunslinger
had
first
noticed
coming
into
town
,
the
one
with
the
straw
hat
.
"
He
’
s
always
been
there
,
my
brothers
and
sisters
.
But
I
don
’
t
know
his
mind
.
And
you
don
’
t
know
his
mind
.
Who
could
understand
the
awful
darkness
that
swirls
there
,
the
pride
like
pylons
,
the
titanic
blasphemy
,
the
unholy
glee
?
And
the
madness
!
The
cyclopean
,
gibbering
madness
that
walks
and
crawls
and
wriggles
through
men
’
s
most
awful
wants
and
desires
?
"
