e her; for society she would have only those whom
her fortune would attract, and they were not of a kind to satisfy such
a woman as she; she would always be within sight of the old life and
its pleasures, but just beyond the pale--sufficiently near to see and
long for, but too far to reach, and forever kept back by the cold
glance of contempt and disdain from the high circle in which she had
been reared.

Therefore, it were better to leave her the bulk of his fortune. So he
tore up the second will and wrote a third, in which, while naming her
as his principal legatee, he incorporated the story of her shame. He
felt better now than at any other time since his discovery. He walked
about the room, looked out the window, then fell into his chair again.

How strangely alike in many respects are all animals, including man! he
thought. There are qualities and passions common to them all,--hate,
fear, anger, revenge, love, fondness for offspring. In what is man
superior to the others? Manifestly in self-control, a sense of justice,
the attribute of mercy, the quality of charity, the power to forgive,
the force of benevolence, the operation of gratitude; an appreciation
of abstractions; an ability to compare, contrast, and adjust;
consciousness of an inherent tendency to higher and better
achievements. To the extent that he lacks these does he approach more
closely to the lower orders. To the degree that the passions common to
all have mastery over him does he lack the finer qualities which
distinguish his species. The desire to kill when hurt, angered, or
threatened is the stronger the lower we descend in the scale of the
orders--the lower we descend even among the members of the same order.
The least developed men are the most brutal. Revenge is the malice of
anger.

It is strange that his thoughts should have taken such a turn!

And then, the fundamental instinct which guards the perpetuation of the
species is common to all, and its manifestations are controlled by a
universal law, whose simple variations do not impair its integrity.
Love and mating--these are the broad lines upon which the perpetuation
of the species starts. What possible abstractions are there in them? Is
not their character concrete and visible? Whatever fine sentiments are
evolved, we know their source and comprehend their function. There is
no mystery here.

What is this jealousy, which all animals may have? It is an instinctive
resentment, by one