ythatexistedbetweenhimauremightcease.Ithadgedinaoaprayer;perhapsinaoaprayeritmightremainunged.A,who,thatknewanythingaboutlife,wouldsurreheainingalwaysyoung,howeverfantasticthatcemightbe,orwithwhatfatefulsequemightbefraught?Besides,wasitreallyunderhistrol?Haditindeedbeenprayerthathadproducedthesubstitution?Mighttherenotbesomecuriousstificreasonforitall?Ifthoughtcouldexerciseitsinfluenceuponalivinganism,mightnotthoughtexerciseaninfluenceupondeadandinanigs?Nay,withoutthoughtorsciousdesire,mightnotthiernaltoourselvesvibrateinunisonwithourmoodsandpassions,atomcallingtoatomiloveeaffinity?Butthereasonwasofnoimportance.Hewouldneveragaibyaprayeranyterriblepower.Ifthepicturewastoalter,itwastoalter.Thatwasall.Whyinquiretoocloselyintoit?

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