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Updated: June 25, 2025
I glanced back to see if my bungalow was still in a general way standing, then staggered forwards towards the trees amongst which Cavor had vanished, and through whose tall and leaf-denuded branches shone the flames of his burning house. I entered the copse, dashing from one tree to another and clinging to them, and for a space I sought him in vain.
"What is to prevent the thing travelling in a straight line into space for ever?" I asked. "You're not safe to get anywhere, and if you do how will you get back?" "I've just thought of that," said Cavor. "That's what I meant when I said the thing is finished.
For just one instant I had a sense of enormous tension, a transient conviction that my feet were pressing downward with a force of countless tons. It lasted for an infinitesimal time. But it stirred me to action. "Cavor!" I said into the darkness, "my nerve's in rags. I don't think " I stopped. He made no answer. "Confound it!" I cried; "I'm a fool! What business have I here?
Wendigee's contrivances for detecting and recording any disturbances in the electromagnetic conditions of space are singularly original and ingenious. And by a happy combination of circumstances they were set up and in operation about two months before Cavor made his first attempt to call up the earth. Consequently we have fragments of his communication even from the beginning.
And Cavor has committed suicide in a more elaborate way than any human being ever did before. So the story closes as finally and completely as a dream.
They are quoted from the ninth, thirteenth, and sixteenth messages, and, altogether vague and fragmentary as they are, they probably give as complete a picture of the social life of this strange community as mankind can now hope to have for many generations. "In the moon," says Cavor, "every citizen knows his place.
"Lost," he said, like a man who answers an uninteresting question. "Among those plants?" "Unless they find it." "And then?" "How can I tell?" "Cavor," I said, with a sort of hysterical bitterness, "things look bright for my Company..." He made no answer. "Good Lord!" I exclaimed. "Just think of all the trouble we took to get into this pickle! What did we come for? What are we after?
At first the thing seemed only reasonably large and near to us, and then I saw how exceedingly little the Selenites upon it seemed, and I realised the full immensity of cavern and machine. I looked from this tremendous affair to the faces of the Selenites with a new respect. I stopped, and Cavor stopped, and stared at this thunderous engine. "But this is stupendous!" I said. "What can it be for?"
I looked about for some place from which I might signal Cavor, and saw that same patch of rock to which he had leapt from my present standpoint, still bare and barren in the sun. For a moment I hesitated at going so far from the sphere. Then with a pang of shame at that hesitation, I leapt.... From this vantage point I surveyed the crater again.
But Cavor had not received the shock that had paralysed me. He had been a little distance from the edge when the lid had first opened, and perceiving the peril that held me helpless, gripped my legs and pulled me backward. I came into a sitting position, crawled away from the edge for a space on all fours, then staggered up and ran after him across the thundering, quivering sheet of metal.
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