Cromartie did not betray any uneasiness; he ate his lunch, smoked a
cigar, and played several games of Patience, but by tea-time he was
exhausted, and would have liked to go and lie down in his bedroom, but
it seemed to him that to do so would be to confess weakness. What made
it worse, because more ridiculous, was that the Chimpanzee and the
Orang-outang next door, each came to the partition walls and spent the
whole day staring at him too. No doubt they were only imitating the
public in doing so, but they added a great deal to poor Mr. Cromartie’s
unhappiness. At last the long day was over, the crowds departed, the
Gardens were closed, and then came another surprise--for his two
neighbours did not go away. No, they clung to the wire partitions and
began to chatter and show their teeth at him. Cromartie was too tired to
stay in the cage, and went and lay down in his bedroom. When he came
back after an hour the Chimpanzee and the Orang were still there, and
greeted him with angry snarls. There was no doubt about it--they were
threatening him.
Cromartie did not understand why this should be until Collins, who had
come past, explained it to him.
“They are wild with jealousy,” he said, “that you should have drawn such
a large crowd.” And he warned Mr. Cromartie to be very careful not to go
within reach of their fingers. They would tear his hair out and kill him
if they could get at him.
At first Mr. Cromartie found this very hard to credit, but afterwards,
when he got to know the characters of his fellow captives better, it
became the most ordinary commonplace. He learnt that all the monkeys,
the elephants, and the bears felt jealous in this way. It was natural
enough that the creatures that were fed by the public should feel
resentment if they were passed over, for they are all insatiably greedy,
and the worse they digest the food given them the more anxious they are
to glut themselves with it. The wolves felt a different jealousy, for
they were constantly forming attachments to particular persons among the
crowd, and if the chosen person neglected them for a neighbour they
became jealous. Only the larger cats, lions, and panthers seemed free
from this degrading passion.
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