ButOrofixedhiseyesuponmeandslowlywavedhisthinhandtoandfroabovemyhead。
　　Mysensesreeled。Thencameagreatdarkness。
　　Theyreturnedagain。NowIwasstandinginanicy，reekingfog，whichIknewcouldbelongtooneplaceonly——London，inDecember，andatmysidewasOro。
　　"Isthistheclimateofyourwonderfulcity？"heasked，orseemedtoask，inanaggrievedtone。
　　Irepliedthatitwas，foraboutthreemonthsintheyear，andbegantolookaboutme。
　　SoonIfoundmybearings。Infrontofmeweregreatpilesofbuildings，lookingdimandmysteriousinthefog，inwhichI
　　recognisedtheHousesofParliamentandWestminsterAbbey，forbothcouldbeseenfromwherewestoodinfrontoftheWestminsterBridgeStation。IexplainedtheiridentitytoOro。
　　"Good，"hesaid。"LetusenteryourPlaceofTalk。"
　　"ButIamnotamember，andwehavenopassesfortheStrangers’Gallery，"Iexpostulated。
　　"Weshallnotneedany，"herepliedcontemptuously。"Leadon。"
　　Thusadjured，Icrossedtheroad，Orofollowingme。Lookinground，tomyhorrorIsawhimrightinthepathofamotor—buswhichseemedtogooverhim。
　　"There’sanendtoOro，"thoughtItomyself。"Well，atanyrate，Ihavegothome。"
　　Nextinstanthewasatmysidequiteundisturbedbytheincidentofthebus。WecametoapolicemanatthedoorandI
　　hesitated，expectingtobechallenged。Butthepolicemanseemedabsolutelyindifferenttoourpresence，evenwhenOromarchedpasthiminhisflowingrobes。SoIfollowedwithalikesuccess。
　　ThenIunderstoodthatwemustbeinvisible。
　　Wepassedtothelobby，wherememberswerehurryingtoandfro，andconstituentsandpressmenweregathered，andsoonintotheHouse。Orowalkedupitsfloorandtookhisstandbythetable，infrontoftheSpeaker。Ifollowedhim，nonesayingusNo。
　　Asitchancedtherewaswhatiscalledasceneinprogress——I
　　thinkitwasoverIrishmatters；thedetailsareofnoaccount。
　　Membersshouted，Ministersprevaricatedandgrewangry，theSpeakerintervened。Onthewhole，itwasratheradegradingspectacle。Istood，orseemedtostand，andwatcheditall。Oro，inhissweepingrobes，whichlookedsoincongruousinthatplace，stepped，orseemedtostep，uptotheprincipalpersonagesoftheGovernmentandOpposition，whomIindicatedtohim，andinspectedthemonebyone，asanaturalistmightexaminestrangeinsects。
　　Then，returningtome，hesaid：
　　"Comeaway；Ihaveseenandheardenough。Whowouldhavethoughtthatthisnationofyourswasstrugglingforitslifeinwar？"
　　WepassedoutoftheHouseandsomehowcametoTrafalgarSquare。Ameetingwasinprogressthere，convened，apparently，toadvocatetherightsofLabour，alsothoseofwomen，alsotoprotestagainstthingsingeneral，especiallythethreatofConscriptionintheserviceofthecountry。
　　Herethenoisewastremendous，and，thefoghavingliftedsomewhat，wecouldseeeverything。SpeakersbawledfromthebaseofNelson’scolumn。Theirsupporterscheered，theiradversariesrushedatthem，andinoneortwoinstancessucceededinpullingthemdown。Awomanclimbedupandbegantoscreamoutsomethingwhichcouldonlybeheardbyafewreportersgatheredroundher。
　　Ithoughtheranunpleasant—lookingperson，andevidentlyherremarkswerenotpalatabletothemajorityofherauditors。Therewasarush，andshewasdraggedfromthebaseofoneofLandseer’slionsonwhichshestood。Herskirtwashalfrentoffherandherbodicesplitdowntheback。Finally，shewasconveyedaway，kicking，biting，andscratching，byanumberofpolice。Itwasadisgustingsight，andtumultensued。
　　"Letusgo，"saidOro。"Yourofficersoforderaregood；therestisnotgood。"
　　Laterwefoundourselvesoppositetothedoorsofafamousrestaurantwhereamagnificentandgiganticcommissionairehelpedladiesfrommotor—cars，receivinginreturnmoneyfromthemenwhoattendedonthem。Weentered；itwasthehourofdinner。Theplacesparkledwithgems，andthenakedbacksofthewomengleamedintheelectriclight。Coursefolloweduponcourse；
　　champagneflowed，afinebandplayed，everythingwascostly；
　　everythingwas，inasense，repellent。
　　"Thesearethewealthycitizensofanationengagedinfightingforitslife，"remarkedOrotome，strokinghislongbeard。"Itisinteresting，veryinteresting。Letusgo。"
　　Wewentoutandon，passingapublic—housecrowdedwithwomenwhohadlefttheirbabiesinchargeofchildrenintheicystreet。ItwasadayofIntercessionforthesuccessofEnglandinthewar。Thiswasplacardedeverywhere。Weentered，or，rather，Orodid，Ifollowinghim，oneofthechurchesintheStrandwhereaneveningservicewasinprogress。Thepreacherinthepulpit，averyableman，washoldingforthuponthenecessityfornationalrepentanceandself—denial；alsoofprayer。Inthebodyofthechurchexactlythirty—twopeople，mostofthemelderlywomen，werelisteningtohimwithanairofplacidacceptance。
　　"Thepriesttalkswell，buthishearersarenotmany，saidOro。
　　"Letusgo。"
　　Wecametotheflauntingdoorsofagreatmusic—hallandpassedthroughthem，thoughtoothersthiswouldhavebeenimpossible，fortheplacewasfilledfromfloortoroof。Initspromenadesmenweredrinkingandsmoking，whilegaudywomen，paintedandlow—robed，leeredatthem。Onthestagegirlsdanced，throwingtheirlegsabovetheirheads。Thentheyvanishedamidstapplause，andawomaninayellowrobe，whopretendedtobetipsy，sangahorribleandvulgarsongfulloftopicalallusions，whichwasreceivedwithscreamsofdelightbytheenormousaudience。
　　"Herethehearersareverymany，butthosetowhomtheylistendonottalkwell。Letusgo，"saidOro，andwewent。
　　Atarecruitingstationwepausedamomenttoconsiderposterssupposedtobeattractive，theverysightofwhichsentathrillofshamethroughme。Irememberthattheinscriptionunderoneofthemwas："Whatwillyourbestgirlsay？"
　　"Isthathowyougatheryoursoldiers？Lateritwillbeotherwise，"saidOro，andpassedon。
　　WereachedBlackfriarsandenteredahallatthedoorsofwhichstoodwomeninpoke—bonnets，verysweet—faced，earnest—lookingwomen。TheircountenancesseemedtostrikeOro，andhemotionedmetofollowhimintothehall。Itwasquitefullofamiserable—
　　lookingcongregationofperhapsathousandpeople。AmanintheblueandreduniformoftheSalvationArmywaspreachingofdutytoGodandcountry，ofself—denial，hopeandforgiveness。Heseemedahumbleperson，buthiswordswereearnest，andloveflowedfromhim。Someofhismiserablecongregationwept，othersstaredathimopen—mouthed，afew，whowereveryweary，slept。Hecalledthemuptoreceivepardon，andanumber，ledbythesweet—
　　facedwomen，cameandkneltbeforehim。Heandotherswhisperedtothem，thenseemedtoblessthem，andtheyrosewiththeirfaceschanged。
　　"Letusgo，"saidOro。"Idonotunderstandtheserites，butatlastinyourgreatandwonderfulcityIhaveseensomethingthatispureandnoble。"
　　Wewentout。Inthestreetstherewasgreatexcitement。Peoplerantoandfropointingupwards。Searchlights，likehugefingersofflame，stoleacrossthesky；gunsboomed。Atlast，intheglareofasearchlight，wesawalongandsinisterobjectfloatinghighaboveusandgleamingasthoughitweremadeofsilver。Flashescamefromitfollowedbyterribleboomingreportsthatgrewnearerandnearer。Ahousecollapsedwithacrashjustbehindus。
　　"Ah！"saidOro，withasmile。"Iknowthis——itiswar，warasitwaswhentheworldwasdifferentandyetthesame。"
　　Ashespoke，amotor—busrumbledpast。Anotherflashandexplosion。Aman，walkingwithhisarmsroundthewaistofagirljustaheadofus；seemedtobetossedupandtomelt。Thegirlfellinaheaponthepavement；somehowherheadandherfeethadcomequiteclosetogetherandyetsheappearedtobesittingdown。Themotor—busburstintofragmentsanditspassengershurtledthroughtheair，merehideouslumpsthathadbeenmenandwomen。Theheadofoneofthemcamedancingdownthepavementtowardsus，acigarstillstuckinthecornerofitsmouth。
　　"Yes，thisiswar，"saidOro。"Itmakesmeyoungagaintoseeit。Butdoesthiscityofyoursunderstand？"
　　Wewatchedawhile。Acrowdgathered。Policemenranup，ambulancescame。Theplacewascleared，andallthatwaslefttheycarriedaway。Afewminuteslateranothermanpassedbywithhisarmroundthewaistofanothergirl。Anothermotor—busrumbledup，and，avoidingtheholeintheroadway，travelledon，itsconductorkeepingakeenlook—outforfares。
　　Thestreetwasclearedbythepolice；theairshipcontinueditscourse，spawningbombsinthedistance，andvanished。Theincidentwasclosed。
　　"Letusgohome，"saidOro。"Ihaveseenenoughofyourgreatandwonderfulcity。IwouldrestinthequietofNyoandthink。"
　　ThenextthingthatIrememberwasthevoiceofBastin，saying：
　　"Ifyoudon’tmind，Arbuthnot，Iwishthatyouwouldgetup。
　　TheGlitteringLady（hestillcalledherthat）iscomingheretohaveatalkwithmewhichIshouldprefertobeprivate。Excusemefordisturbingyou，butyouhaveoversleptyourself；indeed，I
　　thinkitmustbenineo’clock，sofarasIcanjudgebythesun，formywatchisveryerraticnow，eversinceBickleytriedtocleanit。"
　　"Iamsorry，mydearfellow，"Isaidsleepily，"butdoyouknowIthoughtIwasinLondon——infact，IcouldswearthatIhavebeenthere。"
　　"Then，"interruptedBickley，whohadfollowedBastinintothehut，givingmethatdoubtfulglancewithwhichIwasnowfamiliar，"Iwishtogoodnessthatyouhadbroughtbackaneveningpaperwithyou。"
　　AnightortwolaterIwasagainsuddenlyawakenedtofeelthatOrowasapproaching。Heappearedlikeaghostinthebrightmoonlight，greetedme，andsaid：
　　"Tonight，Humphrey，wemustmakeanotherjourney。Iwouldvisittheseatofthewar。"
　　"Idonotwishtogo，"Isaidfeebly。
　　"Whatyouwishdoesnotmatter，"hereplied。"Iwishthatyoushouldgo，andthereforeyoumust。"
　　"Listen，Oro，"Iexclaimed。"Idonotlikethisbusiness；itseemsdangeroustome。"
　　"Thereisnodangerifyouareobedient，Humphrey。"
　　"Ithinkthereis。Idonotunderstandwhathappens。DoyoumakeuseofwhattheLadyYvacalledtheFourthDimension，sothatourbodiespassovertheseasandthroughmountains，likethevibrationsofourWireless，ofwhichIwasspeakingtoyou？"
　　"No，Humphrey。Thatmethodisgoodandeasy，butIdonotuseitbecauseifIdidweshouldbevisibleintheplaceswhichwevisit，sincetherealltheatomsthatmakeamanwouldcollecttogetheragainandbeaman。"
　　"What，then，doyoudo？"Iasked，exasperated。
　　"Man，Humphrey，isnotone；heismany。Thus，amongstotherthingshehasaDouble，whichcanseeandhear，ashecanintheflesh，ifitisseparatedfromtheflesh。"
　　"TheoldEgyptiansbelievedthat，"Isaid。
　　"Didthey？Doubtlesstheyinheritedtheknowledgefromus，theSonsofWisdom。Thecupofourlearningwassofullthat，keepitsecretaswewould，fromtimetotimesomeofitoverflowedamongthevulgar，anddoubtlessthusthelightofourknowledgestillburnsfeeblyintheworld。"
　　Ireflectedtomyselfthatwhatevermightbetheirothercharacteristics，theSonsofWisdomhadlostthatofmodesty，butIonlyaskedhowheusedhisDouble，supposingthatitexisted。
　　"Veryeasily，"heanswered。"Insleepitcanbedrawnfromthebodyandsentuponitsmissionbyonethatisitsmaster。"
　　"ThenwhileyouwereasleepforallthosethousandsofyearsyourDoublemusthavemademanyjourneys。"
　　"Perhaps，"herepliedquietly，"andmyspiritalso，whichisanotherpartofmethatmayhavedweltinthebodiesofothermen。Butunhappily，ifsoIforget，andthatiswhyIhavesomuchtolearnandmustevenmakeuseofsuchpoorinstrumentsasyou，Humphrey。"
　　"ThenifIsleepandyoudistilmyDoubleoutofme，Isupposethatyousleeptoo。InthatcasewhodistilsyourDoubleoutofyou，LordOro？"
　　Hegrewangryandanswered：
　　"Asknomorequestions，blindandignorantasyouare。Itisyourpartnottoexamine，buttoobey。Sleepnow，"andagainhewavedhishandoverme。
　　Inaninstant，asitseemed，wewerestandinginagreyoldtownthatIjudgedfromitsappearancemustbeeitherinnorthernFranceorBelgium。Itwasmuchshatteredbybombardment；thechurch，forinstance，wasaruin；alsomanyofthehouseshadbeenburnt。Now，however，nofiringwasgoingonforthetownhadbeentaken。ThestreetswerefullofarmedmenwearingtheGermanuniformandhelmet。Wepasseddownthemandwereabletoseeintothehouses。InsomeofthesewereGermansoldiersengagedinlootingandinotherthingssohorriblethateventheunmovedOroturnedawayhishead。
　　Wecametothemarket—place。ItwascrowdedwithGermantroops，alsowithagreatnumberoftheinhabitantsofthetown，mostofthemelderlymenandwomenwithchildren，whohadfallenintotheirpower。TheGermans，underthecommandofofficers，weredraggingthemenfromthearmsoftheirwivesandchildrentooneside，andwithrifle—buttsbeatingbackthescreamingwomen。AmongthemenInoticedtwoorthreepriestswhoweredoingtheirbesttosoothetheircompanionsandevengivingthemabsolutioninhurriedwhispers。
　　Atlengththeseparationwaseffected，whereonatahoarsewordofcommand，acompanyofsoldiersbegantofireatthemenandcontinueddoingsountilallhadfallen。Thenpettyofficerswentamongtheslaughteredandwithpistolsblewoutthebrainsofanywhostillmoved。
　　"Thesebutchers，yousay，areGermans？"askedOroofme。
　　"Yes，"Ianswered，sickwithhorror，forthoughIwasinthemindandnotinthebody，Icouldfeelastheminddoes。HadI
　　beeninthebodyalso，Ishouldhavefainted。
　　"Thenweneednotwastetimeinvisitingtheircountry。Itisenough；letusgoon。"
　　Wepassedoutintotheopenlandandcametoavillage。ItwasintheoccupationofGermancavalry。Twoofthemheldalittlegirlofnineorten，onebyherbody，theotherbyherrighthand。Anofficerstoodbetweenthemwithadrawnswordfrontingtheterrifiedchild。Hewasahorrible，coarse—facedmanwholookedtomeasthoughhehadbeendrinking。
　　"I’llteachtheyoungdeviltoshowusthewrongroadandletthoseFrenchswineescape，"heshouted，andstruckwiththesword。Thegirl’srighthandfelltotheground。
　　"WaraspractisedbytheGermans！"remarkedOro。Thenhestepped，orseemedtostepuptothemanandwhispered，orseemedtowhisper，inhisear。
　　Idonotknowwhattongueorwhatspiritspeechheused，orwhathesaid，butthebloated—facedbruteturnedpale。Yes，hedrewsickwithfear。
　　"Ithinktherearespiritsinthisplace，"hesaidwithaGermanoath。"IcouldhaveswornthatsomethingtoldmethatI
　　wasgoingtodie。Mount！"
　　TheUhlansmountedandbegantorideaway。
　　"Watch，"saidOro。
　　Ashespokeoutofadarkcloudappearedanaeroplane。ItspilotsawthebandofGermansbeneathanddroppedabomb。Theaimwasgood，forthemissileexplodedinthemidstofthem，causingagreatcloudofdustfromwhicharosethescreamsofmenandhorses。
　　"Comeandsee，"saidOro。
　　Wewerethere。Outofthecloudofdustappearedonemangallopingfuriously。Hewasayoungfellowwho，asInoted，hadturnedhisheadawayandhiddenhiseyeswithhishandwhenthehorrorwasdoneyonder。Alltheothersweredeadexcepttheofficerwhohadworkedthedeed。Hewasstillliving，butbothhishandsandoneofhisfeethadbeenblownaway。Presentlyhedied，screamingtoGodformercy。
　　Wepassedonandcametoabarnwithwidedoorsthatswungalittleinthewind，causingtherustedhingestoscreamlikeacreatureinpain。Oneachofthesedoorshungadeadmancrucified。Thehatofoneofthemlayupontheground，andIknewfromtheshapeofitthathewasaColonialsoldier。
　　"Didyounottellme，"saidOroaftersurveyingthem，"thattheseGermansareofyourChristianfaith？"
　　"Yes；andtheNameofGodisalwaysontheirruler’slips。"
　　"Ah！"hesaid，"IamgladthatIworshipFate。Bastinthepriestneedtroublemenomore。"
　　"ThereissomethingbehindFate，"Isaid，quotingBastinhimself。
　　"Perhaps。SoindeedIhavealwaysheld，butaftermuchstudyI
　　cannotunderstandthemannerofitsworking。Fateisenoughforme。"
　　Wewentonandcametoaflatcountrythatwaslinedwithditches，allofthemfullofmen，Germansononeside，EnglishandFrenchupontheother。Aterriblebombardmentshooktheearth，theshellsrainingupontheditches。PresentlythatfromtheEnglishgunsceasedandoutofthetrenchesinfrontofthemthousandsofmenwerevomited，whoranforwardthroughahailoffireinwhichscoresandhundredsfell，acrossanopenpieceofgroundthatwaspittedwithshellcraters。Theycametobarbedwiredefenses，orwhatremainedofthem，cutthewirewithnippersandpulleduptheposts。Thenthroughthegapstheysurgedin，shoutingandhurlinghandgrenades。TheyreachedtheGermantrenches，theyleaptintothemandfromthoseholesaroseahellishdin。Pistolswerefiredandeverywherebayonetsflashed。
　　Behindthemrushedahordeoflittle，dark—skinnedmen，Indianswhocarriedgreatknivesintheirhands。Thoseleaptoverthefirsttrenchandrunningonwithwildyells，divedintothesecond，thosewhowereleftofthem，andtherebeganhackingwiththeirknivesatthedefendersandthesoldierswhoworkedthespittingmaximguns。Intwentyminutesitwasover；thoselinesoftrenchesweretaken，andoncemorefromeithersidethegunsbegantoboom。
　　"Waragain，"saidOro，"clean，honestwar，suchasthegodI
　　callFatedecreesforman。Ihaveseenenough。NowIwouldvisitthosewhomyoucallTurks。IunderstandtheyhaveanotherworshipandperhapstheyarenoblerthantheseChristians。"
　　WecametoahillycountrywhichIrecognisedasArmenia，foronceItravelledthere，andstoppedonanseashore。HereweretheTurksinthousands。Theywereengagedindrivingbeforethemmobsofmen，womenandchildrenincountlessnumbers。Onandontheydrovethemtilltheyreachedtheshore。Theretheymassacredthemwithbayonets，withbullets，orbydrowning。Irememberadreadfulsceneofapoorwomanstandinguptoherwaistinthewater。Threechildrenwereclingingtoher——butIcannotgoon，reallyIcannotgoon。IntheendaTurkwadedoutandbayonetedherwhileshestrovetoprotectthelastlivingchildwithherpoorbodywhenceitsprang。
　　"These，Iunderstand，"saidOro，pointingtotheTurkishsoldiers，"worshipaprophetwhotheysayisthevoiceofGod。"
　　"Yes，"Ianswered，"andthereforetheymassacrethesewhoareChristiansbecausetheyworshipGodwithoutaprophet。"
　　"AndwhatdotheChristiansmassacreeachotherfor？"
　　"Powerandthewealthandterritoriesthatarepower。Thatis，theKingoftheGermanswishestoruletheworld，buttheotherNationsdonotdesirehisdominion。ThereforetheyfightforLibertyandJustice。"
　　"Asitwas，soitisandshallbe，"remarkedOro，"onlywiththisdifference。Intheoldworldsomewerewise，buthere——"andhestopped，hiseyesfixedupontheArmenianwomanstrugglinginherdeathagonywhilethemurdererdrownedherchild，thenadded：
　　"Letusgo。"
　　Ourroadranacrossthesea。OnitwesawashipsolargethatitattractedOro’sattention，andforonceheexpressedastonishment。
　　"Inmyday，"hesaid，"wehadnovesselsofthisgreatnessintheworld。Iwishtolookuponit。"
　　Welandedonthedeckoftheship，orratherthefloatingpalace，andexaminedher。Shecarriedmanypassengers，someEnglish，someAmerican，andIpointedouttoOrothedifferencesbetweenthetwopeoples。Thesewerenot，heremarked，verywideexceptthattheAmericanwomenworemorejewels，alsothatsomeoftheAmericanmen，towhomwelistenedastheyconversed，spokeofthegreatnessoftheircountry，whereastheEnglishmen，iftheysaidanythingconcerningit，belittledtheircountry。
　　Presently，onthesurfaceoftheseaatalittledistanceappearedsomethingstrange，asmallandominousobjectlikeacanonthetopofapole。Avoicecriedout"Submarine！"andeveryonenearrushedtolook。
　　"IfthoseGermanstryanyoftheirmonkeytricksonus，IguesstheUnitedStateswillgivethemhell，"saidanothervoicenearby。
　　Thenfromthedirectionofthepolewiththetincanonthetopofit，camesomethingwhichcausedadisturbanceinthesmoothwaterandbubblestoriseinitswake。
　　"Atorpedo！"criedsome。
　　"Shutyourmouth，"saidthevoice。"WhodaretorpedoavesselfullofthecitizensoftheUnitedStates？"
　　Nextcameaboomingcrashandafloodofupthrownwater，inthewashofwhichthatspeakerwascarriedawayintothedeep。Thenhorror！horror！horror！indescribable，asthemightyvesselwentwallowingtoherdoom。Boatslaunched；boatsoverset；boatsdraggedunderbyherrushthroughthewaterwhichcouldnotbestayed。Maddenedmenandwomenrunningtoandfro，theireyesstartingfromtheirheads，claspingchildren，fasteninglifebeltsovertheircostlygowns，orappearingfromtheircabins，theirhandsfilledwithjewelsthattheysoughttosave。Orderscriedfromhighplacesbystern—facedofficersdoingtheirdutytothelast。Andalittlewayoffthatthinpolewithatincanonthetopofitwatchingitswork。
　　Thentheplungeoftheenormousshipintothedeep，itshugescrewsstillwhirlingintheairandtheboomoftheburstingboilers。Lastlyeverythinggonesaveafewboatsfloatingonthequietseaandaroundthemdotsthatweretheheadsofstrugglinghumanbeings。
　　"Letusgohome，"saidOro。"IgrowtiredofthiswarofyourChristianpeoples。Itisnobetterthanthatofthebarbariannationsoftheearlyworld。Indeeditisworse，sincethenweworshippedFateandbutafewofushadwisdom。NowyouallclaimwisdomanddeclarethatyouworshipaGodofMercy。"
　　WiththesewordsstillringinginmyearsIwokeupupontheIslandofOrofena，filledwithterroratthehorriblepossibilitiesofnightmare。
　　Whatelsecoulditbe？Therewasthebrownandancientconeoftheextinctvolcano。Therewerethetallpalmsofthemainislandandthelakeglitteringinthesunlightbetween。TherewasBastinconductingakindofSundayschoolofOrofenansuponthepointoftheRockofOfferings，asnowhehadobtainedtheleaveofOrotodo。Therewasthemouthofthecave，andissuingfromitBickley，whobyhelpofoneofthehurricanelampshadbeenmakinganexaminationoftheburiedremainsofwhathesupposedtobeflyingmachines。Withoutdoubtitwasnightmare，andIwouldsaynothingtothemaboutitforfearofmockery。
　　YettwonightslaterOrocameagainandaftertheusualpreliminaries，said：
　　"Humphrey，thisnightwewillvisitthatmightyAmericannation，ofwhichyouhavetoldmesomuch，andtheotherNeutralCountries。
　　[AtthispointthereisagapinMr。Arbuthnot’sM。S。，soOro’sreflectionsontheNeutralNations，ifany，remainunrecorded。Itcontinues：]
　　OnourhomewardwaywepassedoverAustralia，makingadetourtodoso。OfthecitiesOrotooknoaccount。Hesaidthattheyweretoolargeandtoomany，butthecountryinterestedhimsomuchthatIgatheredhemusthavegivengreatattentiontoagricultureatsometimeinthepast。Hepointedouttomethattheclimatewasfine，andthelandsofertilethatwithapropersystemofirrigationandwater—storageitcouldsupporttensofmillionsandfeednotonlyitselfbutagreatpartoftheoutlyingworld。
　　"Butwherearethepeople？"heasked。"Outsideofthosehugehives，"andheindicatedthegreatcities，"Iseefewofthem，thoughdoubtlesssomeofthemenarefightinginthiswar。Well，inthedaystocomethismustberemedied。"
　　OverNewZealand，whichhefoundbeautiful，heshookhisheadforthesamereason。
　　OnanothernightwevisitedtheEast。Chinawithitsteemingmillionsinterestedhimextremely，partlybecausehedeclaredthesetobethedescendantsofoneofthebarbariannationsofhisownday。Hemadearemarktotheeffectthatthisracehadalwayspossessedpointsandcapacities，andthathethoughtthatwithpropergovernmentandinstructiontheirChineseoffspringwouldbeofuseinaregeneratedworld。
　　FortheJapaneseandallthattheyhaddoneintwoshortgenerations，hewentsofarastoexpressrealadmiration，averyrarethingwithOro，whowasbynaturecritical。Icouldseethatmentallyheputawhitemarkagainsttheirname。