I shrugged my shoulders.

'Who knows?'

'The wise man knows,' he said earnestly, 'for he has made up his mind

what will happen, and goes about to cause it to happen. It is only the

fool who trusts to chance and waits for circumstances to develop

themselves....'

'Tell your master--'

'I beg your pardon?' I interrupted.

He looked at me interrogatively.

'I was wondering of whom you were speaking,' I murmured.

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