“But I must qualify my thought to this extent. There are numerous
species of animals which we have subdued to our own purposes, and that
we confine around us, either that they may do work on our behalf, or
that we may eat their bodies, or both, and there is a diminished ability
to avoid poisonous substances among these creatures, as their lives
approximate more nearly to the condition of those who keep them.--But
this touches on much which would be long to explain, and I see that you
do not understand fairly, if I give you the facts only.”
She answered, “It is a wonderful world, and a very hideous. But I have
much to ask concerning these creatures that dwell with you, and that you
eat when they die. For the time, let us leave it.”
While we had conversed in this way, I had been occupied in opening the
small parcel of my remaining possessions, and drying them as well as I
was able, their importance to me being too great for my mind to be
seriously affected by the knowledge that she regarded them as a humorous
evidence of my inferiority to every other created thing, though she
admitted very frankly that the Dwellers were not entirely exempt from a
corresponding necessity.
Now I made up my bundle again, and having eaten freely of the strange
fruit, I expressed my readiness to explore the golden lights and shadows
of the forest that lay before us.
We had agreed that I should now depend upon my own vitality, even though
our progress must necessarily be slower in consequence, but I rose and
went forward very buoyantly, and though I knew that she was restraining
her natural pace to keep beside me, I was well content to feel that I
was moving with a lightness and energy which she could not have expected
from any previous experience. There may have been some exhilarating
quality in the food which I had just eaten, but, apart from that
possibility, I had rested well, the air was pleasantly warm, and I had a
sense of unaccustomed freedom from the rags which I had discarded.
Had there been a hard surface beneath us, I might have regretted the
impulse on which I had left my boots,--though it would have been equally
correct to say they had left me,--but the moss was soft and deep, and
though it gave a curious tingling sensation (which I forgot
subsequently) it was otherwise a very soft and pleasant carpet on which
to tread.
The wood which we were now entering must have stretched (as I
calculated) for about forty miles along the great valley which lay
within the ridge of coast-wise hills which we had to reach and cross to
gain our objective. It was probably about ten miles wide at the point at
which we were attempting to pass it.
We had gone about half-a-mile at a very quick walk, the trees not being
sufficiently close to obstruct us seriously, when my companion asked me
if there were nothing that occurred to me as unusual in the scene around
us.
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