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Updated: June 5, 2025
You must have noticed it, just in coming through Arite. Personal cleanliness of the people, and cleanliness of houses, streets of everything. It is truly extraordinary to what extent they go to make everything inordinately, immaculately clean. Possibly for that reason, and because there seems never to have been any serious disease germs existing here, sickness as you know it, does not exist."
"In Arite, to-night," she whispered, "Targo is organizing men to attack the palace of the king. Him will they kill then Targo will be proclaimed leader of all the Oroid nation." "We must get back," the Very Young Man answered in an anxious whisper. "I wish we knew where Loto was; haven't they mentioned him or any of us?" Aura did not reply, and the Very Young Man waited silent.
"No reason why we should be, at that, is there? Do you think we'll ever find Arite?" "Don't overlook the fact we've got six more pills to take here," called the Big Business Man. "That's just what I was considering," said the Doctor thoughtfully. "There's no use our doing anything until we have attained the right size.
"It was a dangerous method of procedure, but I made it successfully without mishap. "Lylda and I were married in native fashion shortly after I reached Arite." "How was that; what fashion?" the Very Young Man wanted to know, but the Chemist went on. "It was my intention to stay here only a few weeks and then return with Lylda.
"Outside Arite I was taken perhaps a mile, where a wide stretch of country gave me the necessary space for my growth. We were standing upon a slight hill, below which, in a vast semicircle, fully a hundred thousand people were watching. "And now, for the first time, fear overcame me.
This clock was invented by Reoh, some thirty years ago. He is the greatest scientist and scholar we have." The old man smiled deprecatingly at this compliment. "Are these books?" asked the Very Young Man; he had wandered over to the table and was fingering one of the bound sheets of parchment. "They are Reoh's chronicles," the Chemist answered. "The only ones of their kind in Arite."
"It cannot be that the God you believe in would let anything happen to them." "They're coming this way fast," said the Big Business Man. "We'll know in a few moments." The figures, plainly visible now against the starry background, were out in the open country, half a mile perhaps from the lake, and were evidently rapidly approaching Arite.
"She lives with her father here in Arite." The Very Young Man parted his lips to speak. Then, with heightened color in his cheeks, he closed them again. They were deftly served at supper by a little native girl who was dressed in a short tunic reaching from waist to knees, with circular discs of gold covering her breasts.
"At the city of Arite, where Lylda first took me, and where I had my first view of the inner surface, the curvature is slightly greater than that of our own earth, although, as I have said, in the opposite direction." "And the space within this curvature the heavens you have mentioned how great do you estimate it to be?" asked the Doctor.
Lylda told me little about the Malites, but the loathing disgust of her manner, her hesitancy, even to bring herself to mention them, spoke more eloquently than words. "Four years ago, as they measure time, came the second attack, and now, in a huge arc, only a few hundred miles from Arite, hung the opposing armies." The Chemist paused. "That's the condition I found, gentlemen," he said.
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