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No books? That can’t be! And to prove it, the house turned the old chest inside out. Inside, it was concealing – no, not a book, but a tattered fat journal with no cover and some torn out pages. It turned out to be a copy of Foreign Literature magazine. Seems you can’t get through the summer without at least some reading…
The evening sun was pouring over the garden bench, and, having made himself comfortable there, N. opened the journal in the middle and began to read the story there, translated from … Part of the page had been torn out. The short story described a mountain lake which, in some mysterious fashion, reflected the eye of God, and everything was laid bare before this eye…
“Hmm, applied theology in action.” N. was tossing sleepless in his bed. “But the eye really is keepin
