AS WE left the dining rooms after a sim-
ple Sunday-night supper, Frazier turned to Rodge.

"Want to show you something," he said and drew
him away from us.

Steve and Mary were joined by several young peo-
ple, and Barbara opened up on one of the more inter-
esting males. Castle had brought a couple of cigars,
and he suggested that we stroll outside for a smoke. I
accepted, but I hoped I was not to spend the whole
evening alone with him. He had been in jubilant spir-
its during supper, and I suspected that he had settled
the problem of Walden Two to his satisfaction. Fra-
zier, I was sure, had been assigned to some thoroughly
ignominious pigeonhole.

My suspicion was correct. Castle considered himself
the conquering hero of the afternoon, and he was not
at all disturbed by my suggestion that Frazier prob-
ably looked upon himself in the same light. The truth
was, these warriors had never met on the same field or
with the same weapons. Frazier had no use for general
principles and could not see their relevance in evaluat-
ing the accomplished fact of Walden Two. On the
other hand, Castle had seemed to miss the point of

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