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Chapter 13

           Itrangtwice;thenafteramoment,threetimes;thentwiceagain.Itclearlyhadameaning,anditgaveavoicetothepeculiarstateoftensionthatseemedtopervadeboththeplaceanditsowner,andwhichclashedsooddlywiththeenormouspeaceofthelandscape.Conchisstoodatonce."Imustgo.Andyouhavealongwalk."Wesetoffbackupthecliffhill.Halfwayup,wherethesteeppathbroadened,therewasasmallcast-ironseat.Conchis,whohadsetaquickishpace,satdowngratefullyonit.Hewasbreathinghard;sowasI.Hepattedhisheart.Iputonalookofconcern,butheshrugged."Whenyougrowold.Theannunciationinreverse."Hegrimaced."Nottobe."Wesatinsilenceandgotourbreathsback.Iwatchedtheyellowingskythroughthedelicatefenestrationsinthepines.Theskyinthewestwashazy.Afeweveningwispsofcloudwerecurledhigh,trancedoverthestillnessoftheworld.Thenoutofthebluehesaidquietly,"Areyouelect?""Elect?""Doyoufeelchosenbyanything?""Chosen?""JohnLeverrierfeltchosenbyGod.""Idon’tbelieveinGod.AndIcertainlydon’tfeelchosen.""Ithinkyoumaybe."Ismileddubiously."Thankyou.""Itisnotmeantasacompliment.Hazardmakesyouelect.Youcannotelectyourself.""I’mafraidyouhavemeoutofmydepth."Heputhishandmomentarilyonmyshoulder,asiftoreassureme;tosayitdidnotmatter.Thenhestoodandclimbedtherestofthehill.Atlastwewereonthegravelbythesidecolonnade.Hestopped."So.""Thankyouverymuchindeed.

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