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Sime and Carfrae attended to the kitchen entrance, while he himself made a tour of the ground-floor windows. For half an hour the empty house was loud with strange sounds.
Cairn went to the hospital, and by courtesy of Walton, whom he had known at Oxford, was permitted to view the body. "The symptoms which Sime has got to hear about," explained the surgeon, raising the sheet from the dead woman's face, "are " He broke off. Cairn had suddenly exhibited a ghastly pallor; he clutched at Walton for support. "My God!"
The hounds sprang upon him and expressed their joy unmistakably. He went at once to the corrals to see the "critters," and every one of them was safely penned for the night. "Sime knows me, dinged if he don't!" was his happy exclamation. We went into the cabin and left him fondling the "critters." Gavotte did himself proud getting supper. We had trout and the most delicious biscuit.
"Conserve fuel. If we get a favorable wind to-morrow we can go up and drift with it." But Tolto, who had been narrowly scanning the terrain, advised continuing a little longer. "I thought I saw a little smoke, a few miles ahead. Seems to be gone now. But we're still drifting slow." Sime searched the indicated spot in the ground glass of the forward magnifying periscope.
But this idee wuz objected to for the same reason Josiah had advanced, as Philander well said, "wimmen had got to go foot loose in order to do the housework and cookin'." Uncle Sime Bentley, who wuz awful indignant, said, "I motion that men shall take away all the rights that wimmen have now, turn 'em out of the meetin' house, and grange."
A man with a caduceus on his blouse collar was holding his wrist, feeling his pulse. He seemed to be a medical officer of the Martian army. His smooth, coral face was serious as he prodded Sime's shriveled tongue. "Water, quick!" he snapped, "or he's done for." His head was tipped back and water poured into his mouth, but Sime could not swallow.
And I guess Dorothy thought so too; she almost always thought jest as Robert did. In wanderin' round this uneek city Josiah said the most he thought on wuz of tellin' Deacon Henzy and Uncle Sime Bentley about what he see there. And shadowy idees seemed to fill his mind about tryin' to turn the Jonesville creek through the streets and goin' from our house to Thomas Jefferson's in a gondola.
The heat escaping into the little room was not the comparatively negligible heat of burning hydrogen, but the cosmic energy of matter in creation. Sime slammed the door. The radiated light was so intense that it stung even his hardened skin. Looking through the rear range-finding periscope, he saw that they were about twenty miles from the fort. They had ceased firing.
Hawarden turned in puzzlement, but Hanlon signalled quiet and led him into a small reception room adjoining. "There's one man in there you'll have to get rid of before I can go in," he explained in a swift whisper. "Young junior lieutenant named Dick Trowbridge. He'd recognize me even in this disguise. How'd he ever get here to Sime?" "Trowbridge?
"If I 'ad money I could do it. 'Ow much," with sudden prudence, "could a body 'ave with one o' them wands?" "More than enough to do all you have spoken of," answered Dart. "It's a shime a body couldn't 'ave it. Apple Blossom Court 'd be a different thing. It'd be the sime as Miss Montaubyn says it's goin' to be."
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