"Well, you have wondered about it, haven't you?  Where did the silt come from?  Who put the stars in the sky?  Who started it all?  All of it, everything, the whole world, the Universe - so that you and I are I talking." Jubal paused, surprised at himself.  He had intended to make the usual agnostic approach... and found himself compulsively following his legal training, being an honest advocate in spite of himself, attempting to support a religious belief he did not hold but which was believed most human beings.  He found that, willy-nilly, he was attorney for the orthodoxies of his own race against - he wasn't sure what.  An unhuman viewpoint. "How do your Old Ones answer such questions?"