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           Butyousee,I’vealwaysfeltthatStephen’sdeathwasthethingthatoccurredtoPaulontheroadtoDamascus,andsenthimtopreachthewordofChristallovertheworld."

           "Goon."

           "That’sall—thisismyparticularduty.EvenifrightnowI’mjustapawn—justsacrificed.God!Amory—youdon’tthinkIliketheGermans!"

           "Well,Ican’tsayanythingelse—Igettotheendofallthelogicaboutnon-resistance,andthere,likeanexcludedmiddle,standsthehugespectreofmanasheisandalwayswillbe.AndthisspectrestandsrightbesidetheonelogicalnecessityofTolstoi’s,andtheotherlogicalnecessityofNietzsche’s—"Amorybrokeoffsuddenly."Whenareyougoing?"

           "I’mgoingnextweek."

           "I’llseeyou,ofcourse."

           AshewalkedawayitseemedtoAmorythatthelookinhisfaceboreagreatresemblancetothatinKerry’swhenhehadsaidgood-byunderBlairArchtwoyearsbefore.Amorywonderedunhappilywhyhecouldnevergointoanythingwiththeprimalhonestyofthosetwo.

           "Burne’safanatic,"hesaidtoTom,"andhe’sdeadwrongand,I’minclinedtothink,justanunconsciouspawninthehandsofanarchisticpublishersandGerman-paidragwavers—buthehauntsme—justleavingeverythingworthwhile—"

           Burneleftinaquietlydramaticmanneraweeklater.Hesoldallhispossessionsandcamedowntotheroomtosaygood-by,withabatteredoldbicycle,onwhichheintendedtoridetohishomeinPennsylvania.