8/13 He never thanks them for their work, however perfect, nor has a word of blessing ever passed his lips. How can he be the same as one like thee who laughs and talks ?' We had all three sat up, unconsciously. And we continued sitting up, debating miserably under the great stars, hearing the jackals' voices answer one another from hill to hill both near and far, all through that night, drawing ever closer one to another as we approached an understanding. He gives bare justice; which, in human life, is cruelty. |