Maybe we're higher in the scale of human beings--in intelligence.

But who knows?
We can't be any higher in the things for which life is lived at all." "What are they ?" "Why--I suppose relationship, friendship--love." "Love!" "Yes.

Love of man for woman--love of woman for man.

That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself." She said no more.

Wistfulness of glance deepened into sadness.
"Come, let us go," said Venters.
Action brightened her.