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In Van Emmon's case, however, he could occasionally glimpse two loose parts of the machine, flapping and swaying oddly from time to time within the range of the observer, and at the front. Nothing was done about it. Van Emmon came to the same conclusion as Smith; the operator was looking into something like a periscope. Perhaps he himself did not do the driving.
Kinney's hand jerked as before, and the gong rang. The four awakened. They had been "visiting" over an hour. "I think we have learned enough to form some general conclusions," said the doctor, after the four had told what each had heard and seen. "Van Emmon's friend, Powart, seems to be anything but a democrat.
The whole atmosphere was solemn and important. Van Emmon was reminded of old photographs of cabinet meetings in Washington, of strategy boards during the great war. He listened intently for something to be said. Near the foot of the table Van Emmon's agent sat at the head a tall man with an imposing, square-cut beard rose to his feet.
There was no doubt about it; they were wireless antennae! For presently the newcomer, who so far had not shown himself at any point on his machine, sent out a message which was read as quickly as it was received by Van Emmon's agent, and as unconsciously translated: "Number Eight Hundred Four, you are wanted on Plot Seventeen."
It approached from behind, making even more noise than the other, and proceeded to draw abreast of it. From time to time Van Emmon's agent turned his mysterious periscope so as to take it all in, and the geologist was able to watch his fill. Whereupon he became converted to a new idea: The birds that Smith and he had seen had not been birds at all, but aircraft built in imitation of them.
But the words had scarcely left her mouth before an uproar sounded from one end of the street below. A crowd of excited Venusians was pushing its way determinedly toward the house, their passage obstructed by shouting, protesting individuals. Van Emmon's breast began to heave; he fancied he saw blows struck. "By George!" he exclaimed, next second. "They're fighting!"
Smith involuntarily rubbed his eyes; and they all laughed, a nervous sort of a laugh which left the visitors still in doubt as to their senses, and their guides' sanity. Van Emmon's suspicions came back with a rush, and he burst out: "Say you'll excuse me, but I can't swallow this! Here you've shown us houses as thick as leaves; not a sign of a farm, much less an orchard!
There was the picnic in Emmon's Woods, and the straw ride to Clewitt " "And the picnic on the Latham farm to which I found you did not go," interrupted daddy. "How about that, daughter?" "Oh oh well, you know, Daddy, I I " "What's all this stammering about, honey," asked daddy, putting his arm about his daughter. "Daddy, Amy and I just couldn't go to that picnic.
Whereupon Van Emmon's unknown assistant replied at once: "Very well, Superior." It was done by means of an extremely faint humming device, reminding the geologist of certain wireless apparata he had heard. Not a word was actually spoken by either Sanusian. Van Emmon kept a close watch upon the conning tower on the other machine.
Whereupon Van Emmon's unknown assistant replied at once: "Very well, Superior." It was done by means of an extremely faint humming device, reminding the geologist of certain wireless apparata he had heard. Not a word was actually spoken by either Sanusian. Van Emmon kept a close watch upon the conning tower on the other machine.
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