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Gangnet still held his arm. "I have set myself against the Infinite," muttered Maskull. Suddenly his chaos of passions sprang together, and a wonderful idea swept through his whole being, accompanied by the intensest joy. "Why, Gangnet I am nothing." "No, you are nothing." The mist closed in all around them. Nothing was visible except the two suns, and a few feet of sea.
"What have you got on hand, Gangnet? Tell Maskull." "There are two forms of practical activity," replied Gangnet calmly. "One may either build up, or destroy." "No, there's a third species. One may steal and not even know one is stealing. One may take the purse and leave the money." Maskull raised his eyebrows. "Where have you two met before?"
Behind them, the Lichstorm Mountains were blotted out from view by a haze that had gathered together. The sky ahead, just above the horizon, began to be of a strange colour. It was an intense jale-blue. The whole northern atmosphere was stained with ulfire. Maskull's mind grew disturbed. "Alppain is rising, Gangnet." Gangnet smiled wistfully. "It begins to trouble you?"
"How do you mean?" "You'll see. You'll renounce the world so eagerly that you'll want to stay in the world merely to enjoy your sensations." Gangnet smiled. "Krag, you see, is hard to please. You must neither enjoy, nor renounce. What are you to do?" Maskull turned toward Krag. "It's very odd, but I don't understand your creed even yet. Are you recommending suicide?"
I'm under no obligation to go on with you any farther. I think we had better part." Krag turned to Gangnet with an air of grotesque mock earnestness. "What do you say do we part when Maskull pleases, or when I please?" "Keep your temper, Maskull," said Gangnet, showing Krag his back. "I know the man better than you do.
"You lie!" said Gangnet. "I wish Maskull nothing but good." "At all events, he will be the cause of your death. But what does it matter? The great point is you are quitting this futile world.... Well, Gangnet, I see you're as slack as ever. I suppose I must do the work." He jumped into the lake and began to run through the shallow water, splashing it about.
When it was within the influence of the stream the others waded out to him, and all three climbed on. The voyage began. The current was not travelling at more than two miles an hour. The sun glared down on their heads mercilessly, and there was no shade or prospect of shade. Maskull sat down near the edge, and periodically splashed water over his head. Gangnet sat on his haunches next to him.
They tasted rather alcoholic. Krag snatched the remaining, egg out of his hand and flung it against a tree trunk, where it broke and stuck, a splash of slime. "I don't wait to be asked, Gangnet.... Say, is there a filthier sight than a smashed pleasure?" Gangnet did not reply, but took Maskull's arm.
"So Gangnet thinks!" jeered Krag. They came to the end of the wood, and found themselves overlooking a little cliff. At the foot of it, about fifty feet below, a fresh series of lakes and forests commenced. Barey appeared to be one big mountain slope, built by nature into terraces.
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