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Unformatted text preview: died?" she asked. "Rainy, cold. It rained so heavily they thought for a while they would have to delay the burning. By noon it had settled. The sky was clear. The village was ready." He looked baffled. "Who was King of England then?" she asked. He shook his head. He had no idea. What was the double helix, she wanted to know. Rapidly he described the two twin strands of chromosomes which contain the DNA in the double helix, our genes, he said. She realized he was using the very words she had once memorized from a textbook for an examination in childhood. He spoke them with cadence, as if it was the cadence of them that had impressed them through her into his mind, whatever his mind was ... if you could call it that. "Who made the world?" she asked. "I have no idea! What about you? You know who made it?" "Is there a God?" "Probably not. Ask the other people. It's too big a secret. When a secret is that big there's nothing to it. No God...
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