There were gods and gods, and Jerry was not long in learning that in the hierarchy of the heaven of these white-gods on the _Ariel_, the sailorizing, ship-working ones were far beneath the captain and his two white-and-gold-clad officers.

These, in turn, were less than Harley Kennan and Villa Kennan; for them, it came quickly to him, Harley Kennan commanded.

Nevertheless, there was one thing he did not learn and was destined never to learn, namely, the supreme god over all on the _Ariel_.

Although he never tried to know, being unable to think to such a distance, he never came to know whether it was Harley Kennan who commanded Villa, or Villa Kennan who commanded Harley.

In a way, without vexing himself with the problem, he accepted their over-lordship of the world as dual.