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Show 13 something about it?" "You mean like stop going to the Anglican church?" asked Whiteside in a horrified tone. "I've never seriously considered doing such a thing. It seems more sensible to me not to cause too much of a stir over religion. If you're neutral, no one has cause for trouble," his tone betrayed an unsure conviction of his own words. Lathrop didn't immediately answer him, but when he did, it was with firm resolve. "Neutrality is a myth, Master Whiteside, a glorified myth." "Oh," was all the befuddled Whiteside could say. "It's a Trojan Horse, professing some advantage, but being inherently full of danger," Lathrop con tinued. "How can neutrality possibly be dangerous when it keeps ya from crossing paths with t'Bishop and King?" Whiteside was lapsing into familiar Yorkshire tones. "First of all, ye must realize that neutrality isn't neutral at all. It always favors the despot--favors evil," clarified Lathrop. "But then it isn't neutrality! Neutrality favors nothing and no one," insisted Whiteside. "That is the great myth!" responded Lathrop. |