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ness of my adventure. First I had thought them human; then I had thought of them as deadly birds; then I had had to switch back again and realize that they were alternative humans, alternatives to humanity. Now I had gradually, day. after day, come to feel that here was an innocent retireinent, a real city of refuge, among creatures of a simple virtue and with freedom from all man's problems, childishly igaorant of progress and struggle and adventure and doubt. And now, in a moment, I had to face up to the fact that here were body-minds standing up to risks, under pressures, mak1ng experiments, exposed to dangers beside which our oldiashioned revolutions and battlefields were just nursery aaughtiness. ... Again he read my thought, `I think you're right, and don't feel that I think you're running away. As I have said, I'm not at all sure your physique could stand this mysterious, highly charged climate, and though we, on our part, would be quite ready to let you try, for we should all gain knowledge and we all believe that we-the bird leaders, and you, the mammal leaders, must one day converge and direct the life process in its further advance; yet, it is for you to choose, and your deepest wish may be your soundest guide:
" As we continued our discussion we had come back to our old places. We were in the administrative building in his inner office. He was pacing up and down with a pendulum's steadiness. I was perched, crouched up in the window niche. We were silent. Then he came over to me and put out his queer massive hand. It was as strong as stone, and one could feel the great vitality in him.

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