‘What makes you think that?’
‘Why shouldn’t I? You seem to think it taught you one.’
‘That is nothing to the point. I am not a fool.’
‘I see. Were they fools?’
‘They were human beings.’
‘Is it the same thing?’
‘Why do you ask? You know it yourself. As regards his health—and the rest of the things—the average man is what his environment and his superstitions have made him; and their function is to make him an ass. He can’t add up three or four new circumstances together and perceive what they mean; it is beyond him. He is not capable of observing for himself; he has to get everything at second-hand. If what are miscalled the lower animals were as silly as man is, they would all perish from the earth in a year.’
‘Those passengers learned no lesson, then?’
‘Not a sign of it. They went to their regular meals in the English ship, and pretty soon they were nibbling again—nibbling, appetiteless, disgusted with the food, moody, miserable, half hungry, their outraged stomachs cursing and swearing and whining and supplicating all day long. And in vain, for they were the stomachs of fools.’
‘Then, as I understand it, your scheme is—’