![]() ![]() ![]() “Do you mean to say,” said Lady Muriel, “that these manikins of an inch high are to argue with me?” “Perhaps the fairest rule would be that, the smaller the race, the greater should be its intellectual development!” But anything, involving a collision of minds only, would be possible in our ideal world–for of course we must allow mental powers to all, irrespective of size. When you could crush a whole nation with one blow of your fist, you couldn’t conduct war on equal terms. “Would they make war on one another, for instance, or enter into treaties?” “And would you have races of different sizes communicate with one another?” I enquired. One could use an elephant as a paper-weight, and a crocodile as a pair of scissors!” “Don’t you think we ought to have a crescendo series, as well?” said Lady Muriel. What sweet little things the inch-high bull-dogs would be! I doubt if even Muriel would run away from one of them!” ![]() And it would be very interesting, coming into contact with the races below us. Yes, I think our scheme will work fairly well. ![]() The common grass would serve our inch-high cows as a green forest of palms, while round the root of each tall stem would stretch a tiny carpet of microscopic grass. We must have a pasture within a pasture, so to speak. “What could a cow, an inch high, do with grass that waved far above its head?” Each set must have its own cattle and sheep.” ![]()
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