But here I see--It is a new generation, Cossar, and new emotions and new needs.

All this, Cossar--" Cossar saw now his dim gesture to the things about them.
"All this is Youth." Cossar made no answers and his irregular footfalls went striding on.
"It isn't _our_ youth, Cossar.

They are taking things over.

They are beginning upon their own emotions, their own experiences, their own way.
We have made a new world, and it isn't ours.

It isn't even--sympathetic.
This great place--" "I planned it," said Cossar, his face close.
"But now ?" "Ah! I have given it to my sons." Redwood could feel the loose wave of the arm that he could not see.
"That is it.