What would the ravaged world need as it lay--quiet at last--in ruins physical, moral and mental?
He had no answer.

Wiser men than he had no answer.

Only time would tell.

But the commonest brain cells in the thickest skull could argue to the end which proved that only men and women could do the work to be done.

The task would be one for gods, or demigods, or supermen--but there remained so far only men and women to face it--to rebuild, to reinspire with life, to heal unearthly gaping wounds of mind and soul.