The Sentimental Agents in the Volyen Empire

am 5 on motz, to klorathy.

Well, I am sorry to have to say so, but Grice has suffered a conversion. He demands 'once and for all' to be one of them. 'It is not possible,' insist these earnest ones in the severe manner that they strive to perfect; 'you are a Volyen.' 'How can you say such a thing?' he cries. 'You are contradicting your own best selves. The Sirian Virtue is something that must overtake everything and everyone everywhere! You say that yourselves. How, then, can you exclude me by saying You are a Volyen – and at the moment when you plan to take the Sirian Virtue to all of Volyen? You are illogical!'

This jams the Embodiments' mental machinery: it seemsto them logically to be true. But, on the other hand, he is demonstrably not remotely like them, not physically, not mentally. He may wear their uniform – he has asked for one. He may try to use their conventions of speech. But, as one of them remarked to me (you will remember that I myself am considered to be an Embodiment): 'Just take a look at him, will you! He one of as?'