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I do not expect, I say, to convert you.

I only want to show you there is no use trying to show the self-satisfied Pharisees of the popular sect--why, in spite of all their curses, men still go back to Rome.' Lancelot read this, and re-read it; and smiled, but sadly--and the more he read, the stronger its arguments seemed to him, and he rejoiced thereat.

For there is a bad pleasure--happy he who has not felt it--in a pitiless reductio ad absurdum, which asks tauntingly, 'Why do you not follow out your own conclusions ?'--instead of thanking God that people do not follow them out, and that their hearts are sounder than their heads.