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The Incredulity of Father Brown "What on earth are you talking about?" demanded his companion.

"Well, I had better tell you at once," said the priest; and sitting down, he went on more composedly: "It came to me in a flash when I happened to mention Snaith and Sherlock Holmes. Now I happen to remember what I wrote about his absurd scheme; it was the natural thing to write, and yet I think they had ingeniously manœuvred me into writing just those words. They were something like 'I am ready to die and come to life again like Sherlock Holmes, if that is the best way.' And the moment I thought of that, I realized that I had been made to write all sorts of things of that kind, all pointing to the same idea. I wrote, as if to an accomplice, saying that I would drink the drugged wine at a particular time. Now, don't you see?"

Race sprang to his feet still staring: "Yes," he said, "I think I begin to see."

" would have boomed the miracle. Then would have bust up the miracle. And what is the worst, they would have proved that  was in the conspiracy. It would have been  sham miracle. That's all there is to it; and about as near hell as you and I will ever be, I hope."

Then he said after a pause, in quite a mild voice:

"They certainly would have got quite a lot of good copy out of me."