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 THE CRY FOR HELP

The following day Zarathustra sat again on his stone before the cave, while the animals strayed out- side in the world in order to bring home fresh food, including fresh honey. For the old honey had been Spent and wasted unto the last drop by Zarathustra. But when he thus sat there with a stick in his hand, and copied the shadow of his figure on the ground, meditating (and, verily, not upon himself and his shadow), suddenly he was terrified and gave a start. For beside his shadow he saw another shadow. And when he looked round quickly and arose, behold, there the fortune-teller stood beside him, the same unto whom he once had given food and drink at his table, the announcer of the great weariness, who taught : " Everything is equal ; nothing is worth while ; the world is without sense ; knowledge choketh." But in the meantime his face had changed. And when Zara- thustra looked into his eyes, his heart was terrified once more. So many evil prophecies and ashen-gray lightnings passed over that face.

The fortune-teller, who had noticed what was going on in Zarathustra's soul, wiped his face with his hand,

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