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ART, SCIENCE–you seem to have paid a fairly high price for your happiness," said the Savage, when they were alone. "Anything else?"

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"Well, religion, of course," replied the Controller. "There used to be something called God–before the Nine Years' War. But I was forgetting; you know all about God, I suppose."

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"Well …" The Savage hesitated. He would have liked to say something about solitude, about night, about the mesa lying pale under the moon, about the precipice, the plunge into shadowy darkness, about death. He would have liked to speak; but there were no words. Not even in Shakespeare.

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The Controller, meanwhile, had crossed to the other side of the room and was unlocking a large safe set into the wall between the book-shelves. The heavy door swung open. Rummaging in the darkness within, "It's a subject," he said, "that has always had a great interest for me." He pulled out a thick black volume. "You've never read this, for example."

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The Savage took it. "The Holy Bible, containing the Old and New Testaments," he read aloud from the title-page.

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"Nor this." It was a small book and had lost its cover.

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"The Imitation of Christ."

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