“I don't know,' said Gerald with effort. 'I don't know, Yurga. Sometimes it seems to me that I know. And sometimes I have doubts. Would you like your son to have doubts like that?'

'Why not?' the merchant said gravely. 'He might as well. For it's a human and a good thing.'

'What?'

'Doubts. Only evil, sir, never has any. But no one can escape his destiny.”