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           It’sintelligencethat’scausedallthetroublesofhumanity.Man’smindistherootofallevil.Thisisthedayoftheheart.It’stheweak,themeek,thesickandthehumblethatmustbetheonlyobjectsofourconcern."Hislowerlipwastwistinginsoft,lecherousmotions.

           "Thosewho’rebigareheretoservethosewhoaren’t.Iftheyrefusetodotheirmoralduty,we’vegottoforcethem.ThereoncewasanAgeofReason,butwe’veprogressedbeyondit.ThisistheAgeofLove."

           "Shutup!"screamedJamesTaggart.

           Theyallstaredathim."ForChrist’ssake,Jim,what’sthematter?"saidOrrenBoyle,shaking.

           "Nothing,"saidTaggart,"nothing...Wesley,keephimstill,willyou?"

           Mouchsaiduncomfortably,"ButIfailtosee—"

           "Justkeephimstill.Wedon’thavetolistentohim,dowe?"

           "Why,no,but—"

           "Thenlet’sgoon."

           "Whatisthis?"demandedLawson,"Iresentit.Imostemphatically—"Buthesawnosupportinthefacesaroundhimandstopped,hismouthsaggingintoanexpressionofpoutinghatred.

           "Let’sgoon,"saidTaggartfeverishly.

           "What’sthematterwithyou?"askedOrrenBoyle,tryingnottoknowwhatwasthematterwithhimselfandwhyhefeltfrightened.

           "Geniusisasuperstition,Jim,"saidDr.