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There is one human soul who must know." He was silent for a minute or two.

Then, with his great-hearted smile: "You and Barbara are one," said he.
Presently, after a little desultory talk, he took a folded paper from his pocket and shook it out before me.

I recognized the top sheet of the blotting-pad on which Adrian had written thrice: "God: A Novel: By Adrian Boldero." "We had better burn this," said he; and he threw it into the fire..