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Lord Summerisle:
"And the ministers fled the island never to return. What my grandfather started out of expediency, my father continued out of love. He brought me up the same way: to reverence the music, and the drama, and the rituals of the old gods; to love nature and to fear it, and to rely on it and to appease it when necessary. He brought me up —"
Sergeant Howie:
"He brought you up to be a pagan!"
Lord Summerisle:
"A heathen, conceivably, but not, I hope, an unenlightened one."
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Lord Summerisle:
"And the ministers fled the island never to return. What my grandfather started out of expediency, my father continued out of love. He brought me up the same way: to reverence the music, and the drama, and the rituals of the old gods; to love nature and to fear it, and to rely on it and to appease it when necessary. He brought me up —"
Sergeant Howie:
"He brought you up to be a pagan!"
Lord Summerisle:
"A heathen, conceivably, but not, I hope, an unenlightened one."
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