With an almost imperceptible _click_, the box was disengaged from its moorings and swung free over the arena. Then with slow, pendular motions it descended to the floor. The audience cheered wildly as the gobblers leaped, like great-maned antelopes, over the railing of the box and tore the new citizen of Utopia into shreds. Even as they gulped down the huge chunks of fatty tissue, the spectator could see their fleece change from a tone of drab nickel to a sheen something between the glint of polished steel and the shimmer of watered silk. THE END