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Updated: May 2, 2025
A joyous flush came into the face of the Alphian. His fear had vanished. She had promised him safety. He bowed worshipfully, but he spoke not, for Bernardino was eagerly pointing to the sun. "Look!" she cried gleefully, with the merry tremolo of a happy, surprised child. "The sun is not moving. Father has been successful! It is a good omen! God will save us!"
We are going at a frightful speed." Just then there was a jar, and the sun swung so violently from side to side that the two men were prostrated on the floor. The speed seemed to slacken. "I wonder if we are going to stop," groaned the American, and he sat up and held to Branasko. "Perhaps they will draw us back to rectify the mistake, and then " "It cannot be done," interrupted the Alphian.
"Surely there is some mistake," she said; "such a thing has never happened." "It may have been caused by the explosives during the storm," went on Thorndyke. "Branasko, the Alphian who was with Johnston, says we are in imminent peril." "There must be some mistake," she repeated incredulously, as she looked to westward. The green glow of the second hour of the afternoon lay over everything.
The Alphian gazed at it steadily for a moment, then he said decidedly: "We must go and see what it is." Without another word he started toward the white, star-like spot, sliding his hand over the rocky wall, and springing over a fissure in the floor. Gradually the light grew brighter, till, as they suddenly rounded a cliff, a grand sight burst upon their view.
"I have just thought of something," said Branasko. "This is the day appointed by the king to entertain his subjects with a grand display of the elements." "I do not understand," said Johnston. "The king," explained the Alphian, "darkens the sun with clouds so that all Alpha is blacker than night, and then he produces great storms in the sky, and lightning and musical thunder.
"No; beyond are other countries. But is there no chance for us to escape from here?" The Alphian laughed bitterly. "None. What were you banished for?" "I hardly know." "Hold out your arm. There," as he grasped Johnston's arm in a clasp of iron, "I see; you are undeveloped, unfit none but the healthy and strong are allowed to live in Alpha. It is right, of course; but it is hard to bear.
"Let's turn back," suggested Johnston, "it can do us no good to go down there; it is only taking us further from the wall." "I should like to understand it," returned the Alphian thoughtfully; "and, besides, there can be no more danger there than back among the hot crevices. We have got to perish anyway, and we might as well spice the remainder of our lives with whatever adventure we can.
Down it went, cutting the air with a sharp whizzing sound. They listened breathlessly, but heard no sound as the rock struck the water, and the men among the machinery seemed undisturbed. Only the widening circles of rings on the lake's surface indicated where the stone had fallen. "Good," ejaculated the Alphian; "are you equal to such a plunge?
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