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The Coming Race

CHAPTER XXVIII
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We can die for a truth, for a native land, for those who are dearer to us than ourselves.

But if death do really threaten me now and here, where are such counteractions to the natural instinct which invests with awe and terror the contemplation of severance between soul and body ?" Taee looked surprised, but there was great tenderness in his voice as he replied, "I will tell my father what you say.

I will entreat him to spare your life." "He has, then, already decreed to destroy it ?" "'Tis my sister's fault or folly," said Taee, with some petulance.
"But she spoke this morning to my father; and, after she had spoken, he summoned me, as a chief among the children who are commissioned to destroy such lives as threaten the community, and he said to me, 'Take thy vril staff, and seek the stranger who has made himself dear to thee.
Be his end painless and prompt.'" "And," I faltered, recoiling from the child--"and it is, then, for my murder that thus treacherously thou hast invited me forth?
No, I cannot believe it.

I cannot think thee guilty of such a crime." "It is no crime to slay those who threaten the good of the community; it would be a crime to slay the smallest insect that cannot harm us." "If you mean that I threaten the good of the community because your sister honours me with the sort of preference which a child may feel for a strange plaything, it is not necessary to kill me.

Let me return to the people I have left, and by the chasm through which I descended.


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