“ We saw some kind of swift-moving vehicles the first day,” Jeff reminded us. “If they’ve got motors, they ARE civilized.”
“ Civilized or not, we’ve got our work cut out for us to get away from here. I don’t propose to make a rope of bedclothes and try those walls till I’m sure there is no better way.”
We all concurred on this point, and returned to our discussion as to the women.
Jeff continued thoughtful. “All the same, there’s something funny about it,” he urged. “It isn’t just that we don’t see any men—but we don’t see any signs of them. The—the—reaction of these women is different from any that I’ve ever met.”
“ There is something in what you say, Jeff,” I agreed. “There is a different—atmosphere.”
“ They don’t seem to notice our being men,” he went on. “They treat us—wel
