BURGE-LUBIN. I will. I will. Goodbye, Barnabas. God bless you.
BARNABAS. May you live forever, and be the laughingstock of the whole world! [he dashes out in a fury].
BURGE-LUBIN [laughing indulgently] He will keep the secret all right. I know Barnabas. You neednt worry.
CONFUCIUS [troubled and grave] There are no secrets except the secrets that keep themselves. Consider. There are those films at the Record Office. We have no power to prevent the Master of the Records from publishing this discovery made in his department. We cannot silence the American—who can silence an American?—nor the people who were there today to receive him. Fortunately, a film can prove nothing but a resemblance.
BURGE-LUBIN. Thats very true. After all, the whole thing is confounded nonsense, isnt it?
CONFUCIUS [raising his head to look at him] You have decided not to believe it now that you realize its inconveniences. That is the English method. It may not work in this case.
BURGE-LUBIN. English be hanged! It's common sense. You know, those two people got us hypnotized: not a doubt of it. They must have been kidding us. They were, werent they?
CONFUCIUS. You looked into that woman's face; and you believed.
BURGE-LUBIN. Just so. Thats where she had me. I shouldn't have believed her a bit if she'd turned her back to me.
CONFUCIUS [shakes his head slowly and repeatedly]???