Summary

Portrait of Jerome Bixby Jerome Bixby The Battle of the Bells

Out in the yard the outhouse stood, a battleground of good and evil. Its coat of white paint gleamed in the sun, which still stood high as a result of timelessness. Its red roof was a challenge. To the young man, staring moodily, the crescent in the door seemed a mocking, lopsided smile.
On the roof stood a new and larger mounting, containing a new and larger cowbell, from which hung a new and heavier chain.
Once the young man looked upward, as if for guidance.
Once he sighed and shook his head, as if discouraged.
"One of us must win," he said finally.
"Always," the man in black nodded.
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Portrait of Jerome Bixby Jerome Bixby The Battle of the Bells

The young man nodded somberly. "I have been waiting for you to make that observation, human. It is true. Evil has only to be ... has only to exist for its work to be half done. It is a pit; you have only to fall into it. While to be good, you must exert yourself to climb out of the pit." He looked sadly at the smirking man in black. "He walks confidently, for he requires no more than your acceptance of him, your tolerance, your passivity, your apathy. How can such a dynamic imbalance threaten him?... He must only be to be strong; you must act to make him weak."
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Portrait of Jerome Bixby Jerome Bixby The Battle of the Bells

Keep doing so. The bell is but the symbol, the temptation: the conquest of evil can take place only in your own souls; you must act in the face of that temptation. The battleground is not this town, nor this yard, nor that structure, but in yourselves. In you is the pit; in you must be the strength and will to escape it. Do you understand?"
Three nods.
The young man looked into their minds for the last time, to assure himself of their purity.
And in Charley Mason's mind he saw a tiny, half-hidden thought that struck him so forcibly that he almost smiled.
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