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Anne McCaffrey Ship 06 The Ship Errant
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Bowley. Yet in another sense any two things are opposites.
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It needs little creative genius to introduce dextrously the various members of Dr. Waistcoat s
troupe. I therefore leave the rest of it to Stage Managers to arrange as they will.
ALI SLOPER; OR, THE FORTY LIARS
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Bones. That is in Kether again. If you wish to cancel a number, however, zero is
no use to you; you need a minus quantity.
Bowley. Which (you are no doubt going to say) demands a geometrical
interpretation, and a very conventional one at that.
Bones. Yes; even the Ruach can in a sense get rid of the Opposites. How much
more then when we observe the matter from the point of view of Samadhi!
Bowley. Then what is the converse of Truth?
Bones. My dear Pilate, it certainly is not falsehood. A crooked line is not the
contradictory of a straight one. Curves and corners alike exclude the straight line
and
Bowley. No proposition can possibly have two logical contradictories.
Bones. There I pass.
Bowley. Keynes.
Bones. I should certainly have brought it in justifiable homicide had the remark
been Abel s.
Bowley. Our old friendship
Bones. All very well you know I should never have made such a remark in real
life and it s dam bad form to give it me in a dialogue where I can t help myself, but
have to say exactly what you like.
Bowley. Oh, come! I ve given you all the best speeches. The Lord hath given
look out!
Bones. I trust to your honour. Where were we? Anyway, I tell you this: it s a
ripping good formula as such.
Bowley. Now we come down to the Black Magician and his circle again; all right,
I am with you. I can never help suspecting you of morality, though; you re a devilish
deep Johnny, but the atavism comes through. As long as you wear a tie that the
Neanderthal cave man would have discarded as out of date I can never quite class you
with this century.
Bones. Before Abraham was, I am.
Bowley. [Taking no notice.] I call it a Christian tie. Faith in your wife s affection
surviving it; charity, which is not ashamed; hope no, only Hope Brothers.
Bones. This is in some ways a digression
Bowley. I can prove
Bones. I know you can. Don t.
Bowley. Well, about truth. Surely I am right in saying that I don t know and
keeping silence both subjective formulas are equal in value to yours of telling
truth to a man in the sense he understands.
Bones. Yes; I may grant so much: but my formula is a good one too.
Bowley. I promise to try it.
Bones. You have two advantages. One is the common or Garden Magic; you acquire
the habit of telling truth in the low material objective sense, and nature is bound (as Levi
says) to accommodate herself to the statement of the magician. Thus, one may take hold
of a hot iron, or coal, saying It does not hurt and it doesn t.
Bowley. I have tried that. But I thought it a question of courage and will.
KONX OM PAX
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The Hindus have a game they call the Act of Truth. I remember one time King
Brahmadatta or some ass wanted to cross the Ganges with his army and like a fool
hadn t brought pontoons; so he damned around for a hell of a time like a cat when
you pepper her nose, and by and by up comes well, I won t say a , but a lady of
no reputation, and says, By Gosh, king, why don t we go and give long-armed
Bhishma and that crowd Johnny up the Orchard? All right, saucy! says Brahmadatta, ow
are we goin to cross the bloomin ditch?
Keep your hair on, old cock, chirps the darling of India s teeming but unsaved
population. Step aside a mo, and let the Dauntless Daisy of the Deccan Drains
perform. See here, boys, I m a well, what a flapper grows up to be if she s good!
and I ve given every son of a what s tut! tut! this story is a very difficult story
to tell flirted with me his dollar s worth, and Lord knows how many cents change,
not to mention a rare lot of things which I will not specify, thrown in. Any one in
this army who denies this can come round any time and get square free of charge.
So the river rolled back and Brahmadatta walked across and gave long-armed
Bhishma the Togo Touch, and wiped the maidan with Brer Bhima, and biffed
Greatly Honoured Frater Dritirashtra in the eye, and mopped up Old Man Saraswati,
and clave Sir Jnanakasha from the nave to the chaps, and generally made a Grand
Slam in Swords. Any one but a benighted Hindu would have declared Hearts and
sent the girl across on a raft!
Bones. I don t see it, quite.
Bowley. Nor do I. It s the story, though.
Bones. I suppose devotion to one s profession is a form of Truth. But even if, as
you say, it is often a question of courage and will, these are the very qualities which
this truth telling stimulates. It s a V.C. touch to reply to a lady who asks how her hat
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