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"I believed everything that I wrote--and more. It was my theory of life. " He sprang from his chair and began walking back and forth in his quick excited way. The flush had gone from his face now and was replaced by a strange paleness. His lips were tense the fingers of his hands tightly clenched his voice was quick sharp incisive when he spoke. "It was my theory of life " he repeated almost fiercely "and that is the beginning of why I am up here. My theory was that there existed no such thing as 'the divine spark of love' between men and women not related by blood no reaching out of one soul for another--no faith no purity no union between man and woman but that could be broken by low passions. My theory was that man and woman were but machines and that passion and not the love which we dream and read of united these machines; and that every machine whether it was a man or a woman could.
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