s of the three blind mice, the one after the other and
the third which came out twice, after the one. Then the Underdog licked
his chops and Gud sighed, and together they departed from that place,
very sorrowful that they had come.

Chapter XIII

"What are you eating?" asked Fidu, the Underdog, returning from a
fruitless chase.

"I am eating leopard's spots," replied Gud; "will you have some?"

"No thanks," returned Fidu, "for they look to me like apples of Sodom or
Dead Sea fruit."

"That is what they are."

"But," retorted Fidu, "you just now said they were leopard's spots."

"So they were," said Gud, "but I changed them."

Chapter XIV

Then Fidu pricked up his ears and listened. And Gud listened also and he
heard a far-off wailing sound, as of a soul in torment. So he bade Fidu
to remain where he was, and he cast down his staff for the Underdog to
watch, for he was a watchdog also.

Then Gud went on alone to find the cause of the wailing. When he found
it, behold, it was a soul in pain, and Gud said: "What can I do to stop
your wailing?"

The tormented soul replied: "Oh, comrade, I wail because of the memory
of injustice and inequality."

"Then your case is simple. I do not know what these things were, the
memory of which distresses you, but I have a tube of oblivion here that
I can assure you will destroy any memory."

At this the soul shrank from Gud and wailed the louder. "But, I do not
want to forget, for that would be unfaithful to the cause."

"Then, what do you want?" asked Gud impatiently.

"I want to see the revolution come."

"What is that?" asked Gud, his curiosity now thoroughly aroused.

"The revolution," said the soul, "would make a world where all are
equal, and perfect justice reigns."

"I never heard of a world like that, but I think I can make one. If I do
so, will that stop your wailing?"

"Alas, it cannot be, for the world of equality must be made by the
workers themselves."

"But I do not see any workers."

"True, they were all destroyed in the rebellion against their masters."

"Then, where are the masters?"

"They were all destroyed in suppressing the rebellion of the workers."

"That must have been quite a fight," remarked Gud. "On which side were
you?"

"My heart was with the workers," said the soul, "but my training and
inhibitions were with the masters. Therefore, I was torn between
opposing forces and was transfixed with horror and remained