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But for all his laughter, he could not understand his fellows, nor could he love them, nor could he detect anything in aught they said or did save their exceeding folly." "Why, man's folly is indeed very great, Messire Jurgen, and the doings of this world are often inexplicable: and so does it come about that man can be saved by faith alone."
"Well, I admit I had expected something of the sort. But none the less, I will not make a point of it," said Jurgen, handsomely. "No, I shall be quite satisfied even though you do not torture me at all." And then the mob of devils made a great to-do over Jurgen. "For it is exceedingly good to have at least one unpretentious and undictatorial human being in Hell.
The brown man was smiling, and Jurgen was in a flutter. "It is not true," Jurgen protested. "What you have shown me is a pack of nonsense. It is the degraded lunacy of a so-called Realist. It is sorcery and pure childishness and abominable blasphemy. It is, in a word, something I do not choose to believe. You ought to be ashamed of yourself!" "Even so, you do believe me, Jurgen."
But you, messire, can now perceive, I suppose, the folly of expecting a high King of Glathion, and the queen that he took delight in, to sit upon your bed and howl?" So then, upon reflection, Jurgen admitted he had never had that experience; nor, he handsomely added, could he recall any similar incident among his friends.
Her lips parted and softened, and they assumed a not unpleasant sort of submissive ardor. Her eyes, enormous when seen thus closely, had languorously opened, had viewed him without wonder, and then the lids had fallen, about half-way, just as, Jurgen remembered, the eyelids of a woman ought to do when she is being kissed properly.
"And therefore, in order to protect you and to protect your fame, my dearest dear," said Jurgen, "it is necessary that I sacrifice myself and everything I prize in life. I shall suffer very much: but my consolation will be that I have dealt fairly with you whom I love with an entire heart, and shall have preserved you through my misery."
And at our parting I ask no more questions of you, for I perceive it is scant comfort a man gets from questioning Koshchei, who made things as they are. But I am wondering what pleasure you get out of it all?" "Eh, sirs," says Koshchei, with not the most candid of smiles, "I contemplate the spectacle with appropriate emotions." And so speaking, Koshchei quitted Jurgen forever.
"The crew are scrambling, it may be, for the largesse, and fighting over Gogyrvan's silver pieces," says Anaitis, "but I think they will not be long in returning. So we will sit here upon the prow, and await their leisure." "But already the vessel moves," says Jurgen, "and I hear behind us the rattling of silver chains and the flapping of shifted saffron-colored sails."
I mean, Master Inquisitive, that I take considerable interest in the welfare of Messire de Nerac: and so I have sometimes chided him on his wild courses. And that is all I mean." "Precisely, madame. And so Messire de Nerac will come to me to-morrow for the money: and there is no more to say." Jurgen paused. The moon was risen now.
"Why, but to be sure! either as a Christian or as a married man, I should have comprehended this was Satan's due. And how do you get on with her?" "Pretty well," says Grandfather Satan: "but she does not understand me." "Et tu, Brute!" says Jurgen. "And what does that mean?" "It is an expression connotating astonishment over an event without parallel.
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