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Excerpt rs? MR MARCH. Down. BLY. Well, there you are! MARCH. Then our instincts are taking us down? BLY. Nao. They're strikin' a balance, unbeknownst, all the time. MR MARCH. You're a philosopher, Mr Bly. BLY. [Modestly] Well, I do a bit in that line, too. In my opinion Nature made the individual believe he's goin' to live after'e's dead just to keep 'im livin' while 'es alive--otherwise he'd 'a died out. MR MARCH. Quite a thought--quite a thought! BLY. But I go one better than Nature. Follow your instincts is my motto. MR MARCH. Excuse me, Mr Bly, I think Nature got hold of that before you. BLY. [Slightly chilled] Well, I'm keepin' you. MR MARCH. Not at all. You're a believer in conscience, or the little voice within. When my son was very small, his mother asked him once
