Excerpt: Books, Jun. 26, 1978

” Up at the far end of the room some more primatologists had entered, and my party joined them. I didn’t, because I wanted to see more of the baby chimps in their nursery. After a bit I started back toward the Teletype and paused for a last glimpse of Lana, who seemed to be amusing herself watching slides. If her eyes slewed to the side to take me in, and I think they must have, I didn’t notice. All I saw was that Lana had begun some rather strange behavior, shifting from one foot to the other. It should have warned me, but my mind was still on the infant chimps. Suddenly Lana’s body hurtled through the air at me and landed against the wall with a ferocious crash. I was expected to jump away in fright, which would have pleased her. But my reactions are always lethargic, and I didn’t move — except to blink. “