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           "Areyougoingtoletsuchthingsgoon?"

           "Areyou?"

           "Howcanyoubesosureyou’reright?"criedJamesTaggart;hisvoicewasnotloud,butithadtheintensityofacry."Howcanyoutakeituponyourself,ataterribletimelikethis,tosticktoyourownideasattheriskofdestroyingthewholeworld?"

           "WhoseideasshouldIconsidersafertofollow?"

           "Howcanyoubesureyou’reright?Howcanyouknow?Nobodycanbesureofhisknowledge!Nobody!You’renobetterthananyoneelse!"

           "Thenwhydoyouwantme?"

           "Howcanyougamblewithotherpeople’slives?Howcanyoupermityourselfsuchaselfishluxuryastoholdout,whenpeopleneedyou?"

           "Youmean:whentheyneedmyideas?"

           "Nobodyisfullyrightorwrong!Thereisn’tanyblackorwhite!

           Youdon’thaveamonopolyontruth!"

           TherewassomethingwronginTaggart’smanner—thoughtMr.Thompson,frowning—someodd,toopersonalresentment,asifitwerenotapoliticalissuethathehadcomeheretosolve.