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slight chain of proven circumstances and the word of the woman is all that is required.

      “This you will say, places a tremendous power in the hands of women. It does; yet they realize it thoroughly, and justify it. Although they know that almost at their word a man will be put to death, practically never, I am convinced, is this power abused. With extreme infrequency, a female is proven guilty of lying. The penalty is death, for there is no place here for such a woman!

      “The result is that women are accorded a freedom of movement far beyond anything possible in your world. They are safe from harm. Their morals are, according to the standard here, practically one hundred per cent perfect. With short-term marriages, dissolvable at will, there is no reason why they should be otherwise. Curiously enough too, marriages are renewed frequently—more than that, I should say, generally—for life-long periods. Polygamy with the consent of all parties is permitted, but seldom practiced. Polyandry is unlawful, and but few cases of it ever appear.

      “You may think all this a curious system, gentlemen, but it works.”

      “That’s the answer,” muttered the Very Young Man. It was obvious he was still thinking of Lylda and her sister and with a heightened admiration and respect.

      CHAPTER 21

      A LIFE WORTH LIVING

      The appearance of Lylda at one of the long windows of the balcony, interrupted the men for a moment. She was dressed in a tunic of silver, of curious texture, like flexible woven metal, reaching to her knees. On her feet were little fiber sandals. Her hair was twisted in coils, piled upon her head, with a knot low at the back of the neck. From her head in graceful folds hung a thin scarf of gold.

      She stood waiting in the window a moment for them to notice her; then she said quietly, “I am going for a time to the court.” She hesitated an instant over the words. The Chemist inclined his head in agreement, and with a smile at her guests, and a little bow, she withdrew.

      The visitors looked inquiringly at their host.

      “I must tell you about our government,” said the Chemist. “Lylda plays quite an important part in it.” He smiled at their obvious surprise.

      “The head of the government is the king. In reality he is more like the president of a republic; he is chosen by the people to serve for a period of about twenty years. The present king is now in—well let us say about the fifteenth year of his service. This translation of time periods into English is confusing,” he interjected somewhat apologetically. “We shall see the king tomorrow; you will find him a most intelligent, likeable man.

      “As a sort of congress, the king has one hundred and fifty advisers, half of them women, who meet about once a month. Lylda is one of these women. He also has an inner circle of closer, more intimate counselors consisting of four men and four women. One of these women is the queen; another is Lylda. I am one of the men.

      “The capital of the nation is Arite. Each of the other cities governs itself in so far as its own local problems are concerned according to a somewhat similar system, but all are under the central control of the Arite government.”

      “How about the country in between, the—the rural population?” asked the Big Business Man.

      “It is all apportioned off to the nearest city,” answered the Chemist. “Each city controls a certain amount of the land around it.

      “This congress of one hundred and fifty is the law-making body. The judiciary is composed of one court in each city. There is a leader of the court, or judge, and a jury of forty—twenty men and twenty women. The juries are chosen for continuous service for a period of five years. Lylda is at present serving in the Arite court. They meet very infrequently and irregularly, called as occasion demands. A two-thirds vote is necessary for a decision; there is no appeal.”

      “Are there any lawyers?” asked the Big Business Man.

      “There is no one who makes that his profession, no. Generally the accused talks for himself or has some relative, or possibly some friend to plead his case.”

      “You have police?” the Doctor asked.

      “A very efficient police force, both for the cities and in the country. Really they are more like detectives than police; they are the men I sent up into the forest to meet you. We also have an army, which at present consists almost entirely of this same police force. After the Malite war it was of course very much larger, but of late years it has been disbanded almost completely.

      “How about money?” the Very Young Man wanted to know.

      “There is none!” answered the Chemist with a smile.

      “Great Scott, how can you manage that?” ejaculated the Big Business Man.

      “Our industrial system undoubtedly is peculiar,” the Chemist replied, “but I can only say again, it works. We have no money, and, so far, none apparently is needed. Everything is bought and sold as an exchange. For instance, suppose I wish to make a living as a farmer. I have my land—”

      “How did you get it?” interrupted the Very Young Man quickly.

      “All the land is divided up pro rata and given by each city to its citizens. At the death of its owner it reverts to the government, and each citizen coming of age receives his share from the surplus always remaining.”

      “What about women? Can they own land too?” asked the Very Young Man.

      “They have identical rights with men in everything,” the Chemist answered.

      “But women surely cannot cultivate their own land?” the Doctor said. Evidently he was thinking of Lylda’s fragile little body, and certainly if most of the Oroid women were like her, labour in the fields would be for them quite impossible.

      “A few women, by choice, do some of the lighter forms of manual labor—but they are very few. Nearly every woman marries within a few years after she receives her land; if it is to be cultivated, her husband then takes charge of it.”

      “Is the cultivation of land compulsory?” asked the Big Business Man.

      “Only when in a city’s district a shortage of food is threatened. Then the government decides the amount and kind of food needed, and the citizens, drawn by lot, are ordered to produce it. The government watches very carefully its food supply. In the case of overproduction, certain citizens, those less skillful, are ordered to work at something else.

      “This supervision over supply and demand is exercised by the government not only in the question of food but in manufactures, in fact, in all industrial activities. A very nice balance is obtained, so that practically no unnecessary work is done throughout the nation.

      “And gentlemen, do you know, as a matter of fact, I think that is the secret of a race of people being able to live without having to work most of its waking hours? If your civilization could eliminate all its unnecessary work, there would be far less work to do.”

      “I wonder—isn’t this balance of supply and demand very difficult to maintain?” asked the Big Business Man thoughtfully.

      “Not nearly so difficult as you would think,” the Chemist answered. “In the case of land cultivation, the government has a large reserve, the cultivation of which it adjusts to maintain this balance. Thus, in some districts, the citizens do as they please and are never interfered with.

      “The same is true of manufactures. There is no organized business in the nation—not even so much as the smallest factory—except that conducted by the government. Each city has its own factories, whose production is carefully planned exactly to equal the demand.”

      “Suppose a woman marries and her land is far away from her husband’s? That would be sort of awkward, wouldn’t it?” suggested the Very Young Man.

      “Each year at a stated time,” the Chemist answered, “transfers of land are made. There are generally enough people who want to move to make satisfactory changes of location practical. And then