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Everything shipshape: perhaps, a degree or two of elevation when we were a little closer "May I come in sir?" broke in a gentle, high-pitched voice. "Certainly, Mr. Dival," I replied, answering in the Universal language in which the request had been made. "You are always very welcome."
Dival entered the room as I finished giving my orders. "A strange world, Dival," I commented, glancing towards the television instrument. "Covered with trees, even the mountains, and what I presume to be volcanic peaks. They crowd right down to the edge of the water."
This is undoubtedly what we have here a decidedly interesting phenomena, but not difficult of comprehension." It seems like a long explanation, as I record it here, but emanated as it was, it took but an instant to complete it. Mr. Dival went on without a pause: "I believe, however, that I have discovered something far more important. How is your menore adjusted, sir?" "At minimum."
"We will land, Mr. Correy," I said grimly. "Near the two ships, please." "Very well, sir," nodded Correy, and spoke briefly into the microphone. "I might warn you, sir," said Dival quietly, "to govern your activities, once outside: free from the gravity pads of the ship, on a body of such small size, an ordinary step will probably cause a leap of considerable distance." "Thank you, Mr. Dival.
"Good," I said grimly. "Continue with the descent, Mr. Correy." Dival hurried into the room as I spoke. His face was still clouded with foreboding. "I have tested the atmosphere, sir," he reported. "It is suitable for breathing by either men of Earth or Zenia. No trace of noxious gases of any kind. It is probably rather rarified, such as one might find on Earth or Zenia at high altitudes."
The indicated men nodded and stepped forward. Their "Yes, sirs" came surging through my menore like a single thought. Cautiously, Dival at my side, the two men at our backs, we stepped over the high threshold into the interior of the Dorlos.
"Do you notice, sir," came a gentle thought from Dival, an emanation that could hardly have been perceptible to the men behind us, "that there is no wind and yet the trees, yonder, are swaying and rustling?" I glanced around, startled. I had not noticed the absence of a breeze.
You understand your orders, Mr. Correy?" "Yes, sir!" I returned his salute, and led the way out of the room, Dival close on my heels. The landing crew was composed of all men not at regular stations; nearly half of the Kalid's entire crew. They were equipped with the small atomic power pistols as side-arms, and there were two three-men disintegrator ray squads.
Be very careful, when stepping out of the ship, to adjust your stride to the lessened gravity of this small world. Watch this point!" I turned to Dival, motioned him to fall in at my side. Without a backward glance, we marched out of the ship, treading very carefully to keep from leaping into the air with each step. Twenty feet away, I glanced back.
Will you call me should there be any developments of interest?" I assured him that he would be called as he requested, and he left. "Decent sort of a chap, sir," observed Kincaide, glancing at the door through which Dival had just departed.
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