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Chapter 2

           Onlybylayingstoneonstonewiththecooperationofall,bythemillionsofgenerationsfromourforefatherAdamtoourowntimes,isthattemplerearedwhichistobeaworthydwellingplaceoftheGreatGod,”headded,andclosedhiseyes.

           “IoughttotellyouthatIdonotbelieve...donotbelieveinGod,”saidPierre,regretfullyandwithaneffort,feelingitessentialtospeakthewholetruth.

           TheMasonlookedintentlyatPierreandsmiledasarichmanwithmillionsinhandmightsmileatapoorfellowwhotoldhimthathe,poorman,hadnotthefiverublesthatwouldmakehimhappy.

           “Yes,youdonotknowHim,mydearsir,”saidtheMason.“YoucannotknowHim.YoudonotknowHimandthatiswhyyouareunhappy.”

           “Yes,yes,Iamunhappy,”assentedPierre.“ButwhatamItodo?”

           “YouknowHimnot,mydearsir,andsoyouareveryunhappy.YoudonotknowHim,butHeishere,Heisinme,Heisinmywords,Heisinthee,andeveninthoseblasphemouswordsthouhastjustuttered!”pronouncedtheMasoninasternandtremulousvoice.

           Hepausedandsighed,evidentlytryingtocalmhimself.

           “IfHewerenot,”hesaidquietly,“youandIwouldnotbespeakingofHim,mydearsir.Ofwhat,ofwhom,arewespeaking?Whomhastthoudenied?”hesuddenlyaskedwithexultingausterityandauthorityinhisvoice.

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