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his interest in all fundamental things was of parallel intensity. His preoccupation with the memory of his recent love did not erase his interests in other things. The scope of his love did not detract from the scope of his capacity for all things. It seemed his horizon was equal in all directions, with no dead ends. This, then, was the type of man with whom I had the privilege of communication. As these thoughts ran through my mind, Adam reached toward the third glass, which was now less than half filled with the nectar, and poured half the contents into my glass and half into his own. It was then we heard a summoning whistle come from the direction where the young marines were sitting at the counter. The younger one was hailing us, and when we looked toward him he waved as his companion and he arose to leave. The other one waved also, and we returned their “goodnights.” Suddenly, the four of us had become friends for no apparent reason. They could have been our sons insofar as age was concerned. Surely in the scope that Adam 1 a “You see, Orfeo?” he asked. “Why could not the whole world be at one in friendship, in consideration, and in all things? People dream of such a day; religions are built entirely on that objective. There is a constant evolutionary trend towatd that one end. The final truth always was—and shall be in the future—that all will be just One. All matter, all spirit, all motion, will be found to be ONE thing. The Great Will knows it, and patiently waits for us to come upon it through our own efforts. Only when we have overcome all the obstacles clouding our eyes and senses shall we see it, and in that moment we shall know Eternity.” As he finished, we drank the remainder of our nectar. The cafe was being readied to close for the night. Tiny came to our table. “Youre welcome to stay, gents. We are closing early tonight, but you can watch the place for me,” he smiled from his bulky, warm self. We took the hint, bid him goodnight, and stepped outside. te tet ad awd ras Wise 35 THE DANCE IN A GLASS saw things, we were brothers. cr A 6 aed tod There we lingered for a while. Adam still had his wallet in