, striking matches in every room-at the end of the examination he was ready to swear that the man they were expecting had not even stuck his nose inside the premises. Groping th
their ears the trainlike grinding o
after all," remarked Mask
is gettin
It was beyond my powers-but why, heaven knows. T
c gravity," mut
, rather, I don't-bu
lly taking a mouthful of the neat liquor
ers and bunglers, b
h I know nothing about him his mere name has an exciting
t..." replied Nightsp
, but could make nothing out
can forget some of them?... Perhaps you can tell
ull.... Ask me no more que
waiting for Krag,"
a light, quick footstep was heard running up t
his head, and he looked stern and forbidding. After scrutinising the two friends for a moment or so, he
ot here, th
u for your hospitality, for it has
remark. "Are yo
ou are. It is not so
eard you stumbling about in the to
Nightspore informs me that the
er doubts are
ess an open mind. I am quite w
You know that until you are able to climb to the top
awkward obstacle, for I
s pockets, and at lengt
d roll up your shirt
to make an inc
cause the effect is certain, but you c
pocket-knife-" bega
Maskull," inter
rat of the universe," said Krag. "Le
pore o
a careless and almost savage slash at Maskull's upp
" asked Maskull,
"Pull your shirt down, i
, who endured his operation with grim indi
doubt whether he would not have to faint, but it subsided almost immediately, and then he felt no
said Krag. "Now y
and a moment later their footsteps, clattering down the uncarpeted stairs, resounded through the deserted house. K
s to the tower, Maskull caught his ar
did it
o, but Nightspo
" he remarked, after a pause. "There must be il
t I thought the thing was cur
, "but you mustn't for a minute imagine that all
the lantern. Maskull followed him with some trepidation, in view of his previous painful experience on these stairs, but when, after the first half-
in order to renew his acquaintance with the miraculous spectacle of the Arcturian group. The lens had lost
mounted and stared out, but still the common sights presented them
e saw yellow light shining through the crack of a half-opened door. His companions were standing just inside a small room, shut off from the s
ked around him with curio
atform over our he
window magnify, as it di
ave seen heart-expanding sights. From the fifth window, for example, you would have seen Tormance like a
at has need got
the same reason that you have now been able to mount the stairs
quite understanding what he mea
spent ti
s mysterious individual, Krag.
. There's no need to waste time over visualising him,
" He pressed his
ip?" asked
he began to tear off his cloth
ollowing, however, the exa
k hairs, like an ape's. "Who knows what the Tormance fas
ull, pausing in the mi
"New pleasure organs possi
them. Maskull's spirits rose fast,
breaking its head off between his fingers. There were no glass
Krag dropped onto the floor and rolled around on his back, kicking his legs in the air. He tried to drag Maskull down on top of him
nged, piercing wail, such as a banshee might be imagin
Maskull, disengaging him
irit trying to reproduce the bagpipes of
ag. "Maskull will sleep
ic friend. I am pilot, and you passeng
at last?" as
bicon!... Do you know that it takes light a hundred years or so t
t that Surtur i
he is. He is a
I see
u have asked for it, and wanted it. Few people in Tormance will know
through a trap to the flat roof above. When they
eight high; the tank containing the Arcturian back rays was in front, the car behind. The nose of the torpedo was directed toward the south-eastern sky.
c, far-distant star, which was to be their sun from now onward. He frowned, shivered slightly, and got in beside Nightspore. Krag clambered
Its speed increased sensibly, though not excessively, until the approximate limits of the earth's atmosphere were reached. Krag
rama of the heavens. An extreme drowsiness oppressed him. He opened his eyes violently a do
e's face. The alterations in the aspect of the sk
, watching with savage intentness h