Were these people doomed forever to live their lives for the sake of
insects? Were they always to remain, primitive and uncultured, in
ignorance of, the things that civilization is built upon, obeying the
orders of creatures who were content to eat, reproduce, and die? For
that is all that bees know!
Perhaps it was for the best. Possibly Rolla and her friends were better
off as they were. It might have been that a wise Providence, seeing how
woefully the human animal had missed its privileges on other worlds, had
decided to make man secondary on Sanus. Was that the reason for it all?
All but Billie scouted the idea. To them the affair was a ghastly
perversion of what Nature intended. Van Emmon stated the case in a
manner which showed how strongly he felt about it.
"Those folks will never get anywhere if the bees can help it!" he
charged. "We've got to lend a hand, here, and see that they get a
chance!"
Smith said that, so far as he was concerned, the bees might all be
consigned to hell. "I'm not going to have anything to do with the agent
I had, any more!" he declared. "I'm going to get in touch with that
chap, Dulnop. What is he like, doc?"
Kinney told him, and then Van Emmon asked for details of the herdsman,
Corrus.
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