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The Concerto of Deliverance

           We’reguilty,Henry,we’vesinnedagainstyou,andweconfessit.Whatmorecanwesaytoyounow?Willyoufinditinyourhearttoforgiveus?"

           "Whatisityouwantmetodo?"heasked,intheclear,flattoneofabusinessconference.

           "Idon’tknow!WhoamItoknow?Butthat’snotwhatI’mtalkingofrightnow.Notofdoing,onlyoffeeling.It’syourfeelingthatI’mbeggingyoufor,Henryjustyourfeelingevenifwedon’tdeserveit.You’regenerousandstrong.Willyoucancelthepast,Henry?Willyouforgiveus?"

           Thelookofterrorinhereyeswasreal.Ayearago,hewouldhavetoldhimselfthatthiswasherwayofmakingamends;hewouldhavechokedhisrevulsionagainstherwords,wordswhichconveyednothingtohimbutthefogofthemeaningless;hewouldhaveviolatedhismindtogivethemmeaning,evenifhedidnotunderstand;hewouldhaveascribedtoherthevirtueofsincerityinherownterms,eveniftheywerenothis.Buthewasthroughwithgrantingrespecttoanytermsotherthanhisown.

           "Willyouforgiveus?"

           "Mother,itwouldbebestnottospeakofthat.Don’tpressmetotellyouwhy.IthinkyouknowitaswellasIdo.Ifthere’sanythingyouwantdone,tellmewhatitis.There’snothingelsetodiscuss.

           "ButIdon’tunderstandyou!Idon’t!That’swhatIcalledyouherefortoaskyourforgiveness!Areyougoingtorefusetoanswerme?"

           "Verywell.

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