“But they don’t need you now. You’ve helped them drive off the Neanderthals, and they can get along all right from now on. And, Weismann, you surely realize you won’t make the girl any happier by postponing the inevitable and will only make it harder for you to go.”
“I wish I had the nerve not to go.”
Belgrade jumped as if he had been shot. “What’s that?”
“I said I wish I had the nerve not to go,” Adam repeated deliberately. “I’m throwing over the only chance for real happiness that will ever come my way.”
“Happiness? What are you talking about? The only true happiness is of the intellect. How could your intellect advance down here?”
“My intellect would get along all right. It would see many interesting things, to wonder at and study, and I could exercise it by teaching the people use
