13 MAY 1989, Page 38

Reductio

But once out of earshot — it's odd - out of earshot and printshot and screenshot - how implicitly one believes every second depends now on a permutation of cloud or the blowdown of the leaves or the purple of the bergamot. Not anymore on what men do.

A saving thought . . . Although factor humanity out, as five silent hills do now who's left, then, to tell it to? Or to tell it? And anyhow it's not true.

Peter Kane Dufault