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Aina, who happened to be looking, instantly exclaimed: "It is the woman from Ceres. She was taken prisoner by the Martians during their last invasion of that world, and since then has been a slave in the palace of the Emperor." Overtaken by the Flood. Apparently her great stature had enabled her to escape, while her masters had been drowned.
No, no, old woman, another time we will be more careful. Good luck never attends fishing on a Sunday. From Z. Topelius. 'PHEW! cried Lisa. 'Ugh! cried Aina. 'What now? cried the big sister. 'A worm! cried Lisa. 'On the raspberry! cried Aina. 'Kill it! cried Otto. 'What a fuss over a poor little worm! said the big sister scornfully.
We stopped the electrical ship at an elevation of perhaps three hundred feet above the vast roof of a structure which Aina assured us was the building of which we were in search. Here we remained for a few minutes, cautiously reconnoitering.
"Now we had better get out of this before the flood bursts upon us." The warning came none too soon. It was necessary to act upon it at once if we would save our lives. Even before we could reach the entrance to the long passage through which we had come into the great engine room, the water had risen half-way to our knees. Colonel Smith, catching Aina under his arm, led the way.
Lisa picked, Aina picked. Lisa ate, Aina ate, and in a little while their baskets were full. 'Now, we shall go home, said Aina. 'No, let us gather a few more, said Lisa. So they put the baskets down on the ground and began to fill their pinafores, and it was not long before their pinafores were full, too. 'Now we shall go home, said Lisa. 'Yes, now we shall go home, said Aina.
Three days after the landing of the fleet, and when the first enthusiasm of our reception had a little passed, I received a beautifully engraved card inviting me to be present in Trinity Church at the wedding of Aina and Sydney Phillips. When I arrived at the church, which had been splendidly decorated, I found there Mr.
Aina seemed unable to speak for a while. Finally mastering her emotion, she replied: Her Fortunate Escape. "One of the chief officers of the Martians wished me to remain alive.
I think we all had the same impression, but as the event proved, we were mistaken. Suddenly one of the gigantic guards, as if actuated by a fit of ungovernable hatred, lifted his foot and kicked Aina. With a loud shriek, she fell to the floor. Aina Attacked by a Martian. The blow was so unexpected that for a second we all remained riveted to the spot.
Consequently, we had every reason to think that we now stood within the line of defense, in which they reposed the greatest confidence, without their having the least suspicion of our presence. Aina assured us that on the occasion of her former visit to the power house there had been but two sentinels on guard at the entrance.
'Now it is crawling on the table, cried Aina again. 'Blow it away! said the big sister. 'Tramp on it! laughed Otto. But Lisa took a raspberry leaf, swept the worm carefully on to the leaf and carried it out into the yard.
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