"You could at least hear the low murmur, the discordant, jambering, wailing, clashing voice that is China. Is there no beauty in the voice of an erratic city? Besides I will interpret China for you. You can visualize China through my eyes. Undoubtedly a sea voyage would do you good. It would help to make you forget. There is no country in the world in which it is so easy to lose oneself. Perhaps eventually in China you may cease to be blind. China is far more spiritual than real. There the supernatural is never scoffed at. How illogical are the beliefs of Occidental men. They accept as gospel the miracles related in the Bible and at the same time ridicule the proposition that even today miracles are possible. Despite the fact that there are three distinct miracles ever before our eyes—the miracle of life, the miracle of love, the miracle of death."
Scobee smiled. "You have a most convincing way of talking," he said. "Your logic is so clear-cut no one could resist it. You would
make an elegant politician though perhaps it
