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etained Norman only for a moment。 In the presence of Hallowell it was impossible not to concentrate upon him。
As we grow older what we are inside； the kind of thoughts we admit as our intimates； appears ever more strongly in the countenance。 This had often struck Norman； observing the men of importance about him； noting how as they aged the look of respectability； of intellectual distinction； became a thinner and ever thinner veneer over the selfishness and greediness； the vanity and sensuality and falsehood。 But never before had he been so deeply impressed by its truth。 Evidently Hallowell during most of his fifty…five or sixty years had lived the purely intellectual life。 The result was a look of spiritual beauty； the look of the soul living in the high mountain； with serenity and vast views constantly before it。 Such a face fills with awe the ordinary follower of the petty life of the world if he have the brains to know or to suspect the ultimate truth about existence。 It filled Norman with awe。 He hastily turned his eyes upon the girland once more into his face came the resolute； intense； white…hot expression of a man doggedly set upon an earthy purpose。
There was an embarrassed silence。 Then the girl said； 〃Show him the worms； father。〃
Mr。 Hallowell smiled。 〃My little girl thinks no one has seen that sort of thing；〃 said he。 〃I can't make her believe it is one of the commonplaces。〃
〃You've never had anyone here more ignorant than I； sir；〃 said Norman。 〃The only claim on your courtesy I can make is that I'm interested and that I perhaps know enough in a general way to appreciate。〃
Hallowell waved his hand toward a row of large glass bottles on one of the many shelves built against the rough walls of the room。 〃Here they are；〃 said he。 〃It's the familiar illustration of how life may be controlled。〃
〃I don't understand；〃 said Norman； eying the bottled worms curiously。
〃Oh； it's simply the demonstration that life is a mere chemical process〃
Norman had ceased to listen。 The girl was moving toward the door by which they had enteredwas in the doorwaywas gone！ He stood in an attitude of attention； Hallowell talked on and on； passing from one thing to another； forgetting his caller and himself； thinking only of the subject； the beloved science； that has brought into the modern world a type of men like those who haunted the deserts and mountain caves in the days when Rome was falling to pieces。 With those saintly hermits of the Dark Ages religion was the all… absorbing subject。 And seeking their own salvation was the goal upon which their ardent eyes were necessarily bent。 With these modern devotees； sciencethe search for the truth about the world in which they live is their religion； and their goal is the redemption of the world。 They are resolvedstep by step； each worker contributing his mite of discoveryto transform the world from a hell of discomfort and pain and death to a heaven where men and women； free and enlightened and perhaps immortal； shall live in happiness。 They even dream that perhaps this race of gods shall learn to construct the means to take them to another and younger planet； when this Earth has become too old and too cold and too nakedly clad in atmosphere properly to sustain life。
From time to time Norman caught a few words of what Hallowell saidwords that made him respect the intelligence that had uttered them。 But he neither cared nor dared to listen。 He refused to be deflected from his one purpose。 When he was as old as Hallowell； it would be time to think of these matters。 When he had snatched the things he needed； it would be time to take the generous； wide； philosopher view of life。 But not yet。 He was still young； he couldand he would！drink of the sparkling heady life of the senses； typefied now for him in this girl。 How her loveliness flamed in his bloodflamed as fiercely when he could not see the actual； tangible charms as when they were radiating their fire into his eyes and through his skin！ First he must live that glorious life of youth； of nerves aquiver with ecstasy。 Also； he must shut out the things of the intellectmust live in brain as well as in body the animal lifein brain the life of cunning and strategy。 For the intellectual life would make it impossible to pursue such ignoble things。 First； material success and material happiness。 Then； in its own time； this intellectual life to which such men as Hallowell ever beckon； from their heights； such men as Norman； deep in the wallow that seems to them unworthy of them； even as they roll in it。
As soon as there came a convenient pause in Hallowell's talk； Norman said； 〃And you devote your whole life to these things？〃
Hallowell's countenance lost its fine glow of enthusiasm。 〃I have to make a living。 I do chemical analyses for doctors and druggists。 That takes most of my time。〃
〃But you can dispatch those things quickly。〃
Hallowell shook his head。 〃There's only one way to do things。 My clients trust me。 I can't shirk。〃
Norman smiled。 He admired this simplicity。 But it amused him； too； in a world of shirking and shuffling； not to speak of downright dishonesty； it struck the humorous note of the incongruous。 He said：
〃But if you could give all your time you would get on faster。〃
〃Yesif I had the timeAND the money。 To make the search exhaustive would take moneyfive or six thousand a year； at the least。 A great deal more than I shall ever have。〃
〃Have you tried to interest capitalists？〃
Hallowell smiled ironically。 〃There is much talk about capitalists and capital opening up things。 But I have yet to learn of an instance of their touching anything until they were absolutely sure of large profits。 Their failed enterprises are not miscarriage of noble purpose but mistaken judgment； judgment blinded by hope and greed。〃
〃I see that a philosopher can know life without living it；〃 said Norman。 〃But couldn't you put your scheme in such a way that some capitalist would be led to hope？〃
〃I'd have to tell them the truth。 Possibly I might discover something with commercial value； but I couldn't promise。 I don't think it is likely。〃
Norman's eyes were on the door。 His thoughts were reaching out to the distant and faint sound of a piano。 〃Just what do you propose to search for？〃 inquired he。
He tried to listen； because it was necessary that he have some knowledge of Hallowell's plans。 But he could not fix his attention。 After a few moments he glanced at his watch； interrupted with； 〃I think I understand enough for the present。 I've stayed longer than I intended。 I must go now。 When I come again I may perhaps have some plan to propose。〃
〃Plan？〃 exclaimed Hallowell； his eyes lighting up。
〃I'm not surenot at all sure；〃 hastily added Norman。 〃I don't wish to give you false hopes。 The matter is extremely difficult。 But I'll try。 I've small hope of success； but I'll try。〃
〃My daughter didn't explain to me；〃 said the scientist。 〃She simply said one of the gentlemen for whom she worked was coming to look at my place。 I thought it was mere curiosity。〃
〃So it was； Mr。 Hallowell；〃 said Norman。 〃But I have been interested。 I don't as yet see wha