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Indeed it was his conviction that

The passion Preserved as he was by He seldom thought about thesuch things: he was not a poet, not a novelist; his interest in life waspurely scientific. Just every now & then - if he was put out bysomething - he asked himself questions like this: What should we sayif we were honest? Is human life a good thing, or ?it is it a badthing?Why do we desire the continuance of the human raceupon earth?What do we live for?Such questions neveroccurred to him at other times.He was

"I must am so sorry" said Mrs. Ramsay; who hadbeen giving instructions of some sort.For