People who know nothing about the subject, or just less than I do, will tell you that science and philosophy and theology have nowadays all come together. So they have, in a sense. But the statement, like those above, is just a statistical one. They have come together as three people may come together in a picture theatre, or three people happen to take an apartment in the same building, or, to apply the metaphor that really fits, as three people come together at a funeral. The funeral is that of Dead Certainty. The interment is over, and the three turn away together. ‘Incomprehensible,’ murmurs Theology reverently. ‘What was that word?’ asks Science. ‘Incomprehensible; I use it often in my litanies.’ ‘Ah yes,’ murmurs Science, with almost equal reverence, ‘incomprehensible.’ ‘The comprehensibility of comprehension,’ begins Philosophy, staring straight in front of him. ‘Poor fellow,’ says Theology, ‘he’s wandering again; better lead him home.’ ‘I haven’t the least idea wh