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THE TEMPERING

listening to English broadcasts. And in the library, there's a copy of Mein Kampf, though nobody bothers to read it. Think myself lucky? I am lucky. So are you."
" And you, Silence," says Dooley. "I bet you wouldn't be allowed not to believe in anything any where else."
" And you, Dooley," says Old Silence. "The Catho lics have been persecuted in their time, too. But who says I believe in nothing?"
" You've got no religion," says Dooley.
" Well?"
" Then what can you believe in?"
The man called Old Silence sits still and looks out at the bright morning, while Shaw, caressing the strings of his violin with the white bow, produces a gentle melody.
" The other night," says Old Silence, almost to him self, "I couldn't sleep. I was thinking. I was thinking of gods, and men, and prayers; and there came into my mind something.. ."
" What?" asks Dooley, for Old Silence has paused.'
" . .. something that might be a prayer."
" To who? To what?" asks Dooley.
" For what?" asks Shaw.
" It went something like this," says Old Silence. Half-closing his eyes, and looking at a beam of sun light in which the tiny dust-motes dance, he gravely declaims :

"I can't believe in the God of my Fathers. If there is one Mind which understands all things, it will comprehend me in my unbelief.

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