. Die Insel der Regeneration : eine Geschichte von dem, was sein sollte. Tiefen des Waldes, aber mit sanfter Kraft sie ihn zurückgehalten. Wenn Sie ein Mann sind, mit einer mans-Kraft und amans Seele und einem mans-Herz, können Sie jetzt nicht fliegen.Sie müssen bleiben und das Problem stellen. Die Frage muß bis zum bitteren Ende verfolgt werden. Mein Leben und euer Leben hängen davon ab, was wir jetzt tun, vielleicht auch sein Leben. O Gott, rief der Mann, immer wieder zu thatbitter Gedanken, ich hatte ihn in meinen Händen und spardhim. Aber du hast ihn um meinetwillen verschont, sagte die Frau, denke daran. ** um euretwillen, erklärte der Mann pointiert, hätte ich getötet und hätte getötet

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. The island of regeneration : a story of what ought to be. depths of the forest, but with gentle force she restrained him. If you are a man, with a mans power and amans soul and a mans heart, you cannot fly now.You must stay and face the problem. The questionmust be pursued to the bitter end. My life and yourlife depend upon what we do now, perhaps his life, too. O God, cried the man, recurring again to thatbitter thought, I had him in my hands and sparedhim. But you spared him for my sake, said thewoman, think of that. ** For your sake, declared the man pointedly, Ishould and would have killed him. Thou shalt not kill I said the woman softly. An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, re-turned the man. He and you between you slewmy heart. His death would be no murder, but ret-ribution. But it was in part my fault, returned the woman, bravely making her confession. I will never believe it. It cannot be.* And yet it was, but you shall have the wholewretched story to-day, and you shall judge. Thismuch I will say, that though all that he said was. THOU SHALT NOT KILL The Coming of the World 225 true, yet I hold myself blameless and innocent. Theworld judges me harshly, and It may be that you willfind its judgment just. Yet I do not hold myselfas on trial at this moment, but you. I do not understand. There are many things that you do not under-stand, my friend. * I would that I had been left in ignorance. Nay, that is not a mans wish, but a childs. Of one thing am I certain. And what is that? That I should have killed him! Nay, said the woman again, that is not achilds wish, but a brutes. You said yourself, he flashed at her, thatthere were some things a woman could not forgive, and this is one thing that a man puts In the sameclass. The woman sighed. There occurred to her at themoment no answer which was adequate to the starkrealism of this fact. The conversation had reachedan impasse beyond which it could not progress with-out the full and complete explanation which now

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