“Don’t tell us, Thorwald, that this people turned over all their business, both industrial and professional, to the government, and made machines of themselves. I am becoming exceedingly interested in them and hope they found some better release from their woes. I am sure there are a number of methods of relief which they might have tried.” “I am glad you have spoken, Doctor,” answered Thorwald, “or I might have talked you to death. We must really break off now and get out of doors.” Mona listened to different portions of the foregoing conversation. It was dull amusement for her, as we could see by her actions, and we wondered at first why she showed so little interest in it. She did not seem to realize the full significance of her unique position in our circle. As the last representative of the race of moon men, she had now the opportunity of learning something of the history of two sister worlds, and one would suppose that she would have been eager to hear every word we said. She had expressed herself more than once as anxious to know all any of us could tell her, nor did she hesitate to ask questions continually--and intelligent questions, too. But she was sympathetic only in certain directions, having a laudable curiosity to hear about any of the pleasant phases of society, either on the earth or on Mars. But when Thorwald talked of the former troubles experienced by his race, or when we compared these with the miseries of our own times on the earth, Mona became an indifferent listener. She was sitting with us when Thorwald proposed the out-door exercise, and so we all went out together. As we walked, Thorwald said: “Mona, I fear you have not been enjoying my tedious talk this morning. You would be better pleased, I am sure, with some other topic.” In her sweet accents, so charming to every ear, Mona responded: “I hope my lack of attention did not give you offense, Thorwald, but I do not understand the things you have talked about to-day.” “Not understand? Why, I know from former conversations with you that such things are not beyond your comprehension.” “Thank you,” said Mona, “but I think they are, for I never before heard anything like the ideas you have advanced.” “We shall all be glad to learn, then, how these questions were answered and these wrongs righted by your ancestors.” “They never had any such perplexities,” responded Mona. “Which means, I presume,” said Thorwald, “that the race became so far advanced before your time that the records and traditions of their early struggles were all forgotten.” “Oh, no,” she sang out, “that’s not it. What had they to struggle over?” “Was it then so easy for them to be just?” asked Thorwald. “Certainly, and I have been exceedingly surprised to learn by your long talk that there is such a thing as injustice.” We were all becoming thoroughly interested, but left it for Thorwald to continue his questions.