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still…born；　a　dead

weight　in　his　womb。　Who　was　he；　to　hold　important　his　personal

connection？　What　did　a　man　matter　personally？　He　was　just　a

brick　in　the　whole　great　social　fabric；　the　nation；　the　modern

humanity。　His　personal　movements　were　small；　and　entirely

subsidiary。　The　whole　form　must　be　ensured；　not　ruptured；　for

any　personal　reason　whatsoever；　since　no　personal　reason　could

justify　such　a　breaking。　What　did　personal　intimacy　matter？　One

had　to　fill　one's　place　in　the　whole；　the　great　scheme　of　man's

elaborate　civilization；　that　was　all。　The　Whole

mattered……but　the　unit；　the　person；　had　no　importance；

except　as　he　represented　the　Whole。

So　Skrebensky　left　the　girl　out　and　went　his　way；　serving

what　he　had　to　serve；　and　enduring　what　he　had　to　endure；

without　remark。　To　his　own　intrinsic　life；　he　was　dead。　And　he

could　not　rise　again　from　the　dead。　His　soul　lay　in　the　tomb。

His　life　lay　in　the　established　order　of　things。　He　had　his　five

senses　too。　They　were　to　be　gratified。　Apart　from　this；　he

represented　the　great；　established；　extant　Idea　of　life；　and　as

this　he　was　important　and　beyond　question。

The　good　of　the　greatest　number　was　all　that　mattered。　That

which　was　the　greatest　good　for　them　all；　collectively；　was　the

greatest　good　for　the　individual。　And　so；　every　man　must　give

himself　to　support　the　sta