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Whither did it roll by means of thee?

Into the glory of glories.

Why didst thou help?

Because I willed.

What didst thou will?

What I must.

Who chose thee?

The master.

Did the master foreknow when he chose thee?

Ah, that is the riddle!

[A short silence.

Thou art silent.

He is no longer here.

[Looking up.] Didst thou know him?