"What agreement?" "Some agreement--some _modus vivendi_. I shall get, it is true, some of the Animal; you will get some of the Intellectual, but we shall be united again, and after all----" He looked very kindly upon himself, and held out his hand. So they stood with clasped hands looking at each other. "I found it out through Nell," the Intellectual Half went on. "You went to see her every morning--I went every evening. You were always brimful of love for her; I, who knew this, was not moved in the slightest degree by her. Oh! I know that she is the best girl that the world, at this moment, has to show; I am fully persuaded of that: yet she has ceased to move me. I think of her Intellect, which is certainly much lower than my own, and I cannot even admire her. In other words, I cannot be moved by any woman. This terrifies me." "Why?" "It threatens my future. Don't you see? He who cannot be moved by woman is no longer man. But man can only be moved by brother man. If I cannot move men my career is at an end. What they call magnetism belongs to the animal within us. When that is gone, I now perceive, when the animal is killed, the rest of the man has no longer any charm, any attraction, any persuasion, any power of leading, teaching, compelling, or guiding. His success, whatever he does, is all glitter--evanescent glitter. He may sit down and hold his tongue, for he can do no more good." "I only half understand." "Intellect, in short, my lower Half, is of no use without human passion. That is what it means. We have gone too far. Let us end it." "How? You despise the man who is only animal." "No--no! The animal is part of man. I understand now. I have done wrong--brother Half--to separate myself so much from you. Only, you carried it too far. You _would_ not work: you would not give me even a decent show. Suppose--I say suppose--we were united once more. Could I count on being allowed to work?" "Yes," said the Animal, "I have had a lesson too. You shall work," he hesitated and shuddered, "in reason, of course--say all the morning, and, if you go into the House, all the evening." "I would not be hard upon you. I would let you have a reasonable amount of indolence and rest. My success will be less rapid, on your account, but it will be more solid. Do you think that if we were to be lost again in each other, I should once more feel for that girl as--" "Why," said the Animal, "you would be--Me; and what I feel for her is, I assure you, overwhelming." That evening Will Challice sat at the open window in the dark, Nellie's hand in his. "My dear," he murmured, "tell me, do you love me more because I have realized some of our old dreams?"