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god. They call on him whom the finger of the god touches today.... No one knows from where he will come today.... He is there.... They know he is amongst them He must break out from the rows of them.... He must He must, for they call him: Maohee ... Maoheel And suddenly-I" The hand of the Borgia Hew up and hung in the air like a brown claw. "And suddenly a man is standing in the middle of the shell, in the gleaming circle, on the milk-white disc. But it is no man. It is the embodied conception of the intoxication of them all. He is not conscious of himself. . . . A slight froth stands on his mouth, His eyes are stark and bursting and are yet like rushing meteors which leave waving tracks of 6re behind them on the route from heaven to earth.... He stands and lives his intoxication. He is what his intoxication is. From the thousands of eyes which have cast anchor into his soul the power of intoxication streams into him. There is no delight in God's creation which does not reveal itself, surmounted by the medium of these intoxicated souls. What be says becomes visible, what he hears becomes audible to all. What he feels: Power, desire, madness, is felt by them all. On the shimmering area, around which the shell revolves, to music beyond all description, one in ecstasy lives the thousandfold ecstasy which embodies itself in him, for thousands of others .. ." September stopped and smiled at Slim. "That, sir, is Maohee .. ." "It must indeed be a powerful drug," said Slim' with a feeling of dryness in his throat, "which inspires the pro-. prietor of Yoshiwara to such a hymn. Do you think that that yelling individual down there would join in this song of praiser' Ask him yourself, sir," said September. He opened the door and let Slim enter. Just over the threshold Slim stopped, because at first he saw nothing. A gloom, mor~ melancholy that the deepest darkness, spread over a room, the dimensions of which he could not estimate. The Hoor under his feet inclined in a1 barely perceptible slope. Where it stopped there appeared to he gloomy emptiness. U

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