That little beast is your second cousin, Herman." "I got a Cousin Emil in the old country," said Minna, "but he ain't lookin' like this last time I seen him.

I guess you're foolish in the head again." "He came out of the forest and learned to stand up, to walk without using his hands, and he got a thumb, and pretty soon he was able to be a small-town mayor or run a nice decent saloon and argue about politics." "Hah, that's a good one!" said Herman.

"You hear what he says, Emil ?" The beast looked up from his banana, regarding them from eyes unutterably sad.
"See ?" said Dave.

"That's the life force, and for a minute it's conscious that it's only a monkey." They became silent under Emil's gaze of acute pathos--human life aware of its present frustration.

Then suddenly Emil became once more an animated and hungry monkey with no care but for his food.
"There," said Dave.