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I think I'll drown myself." "Nonsense.

You mustn't talk like that--God's never gone." Bunning dropped his hands, looked up, his face ridiculous with its tear-stains.
"You think there's a God ?" "I know there's a God." "Oh!" Bunning sighed.
"But you mustn't take it from me, you know.

You must think it out for yourself.