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Genuinely democratic, Smith." "Meanwhile," remarked Billie, with exaggerated nonchalance, "meanwhile, what about the bees? Are they going to be permitted to show their superiority or not?" Van Emmon took this to be aimed at him. "Of course not! We can't allow a race of human beings to be dominated forever by insects!
But Van Emmon stood still in his tracks, his eyes fixed on the Goliath; his fingernails gashed the palms of his hands but he would not budge. And as he stared he saw, from first to last, the whole ghastly change that came, after billions of years of waiting, to the sole survivor of Mercury. A glaze swept over the huge figure.
After a half dozen attempts without so much as shaking the massive affair "It's no use," panted the geologist, wishing that he could get a handkerchief to his forehead. "We can't loosen it without tools." Jackson was for trying again, but the doctor agreed with Van Emmon. They reflected that they had been away from Smith long enough, anyhow. The cube was out of sight from where they were.
You remember what this chap said about their lack of some of our chemicals. What do you think is it really safe to put ourselves entirely in their power?" "You mean," said the doctor slowly, "that they might try to keep us here rather than lose the cube?" Van Emmon nodded gravely, but Billie had strong objections. "Estra doesn't look like that sort," she declared vehemently.
"I thought so," she said with satisfaction; but she was not at ease until Van Emmon had returned in safety from that booming, whistling turmoil. His first remark upon removing his helmet almost took them off their feet. "The point is," said he, throttling his excitement "the point is, the rope was nearly jerked out of my hands! "Understand what I mean? The surface is REVOLVING!"
Down crept the machine until it was "standing on its nose." The sun was shining almost straight down into the slope, and Van Emmon forgot his uneasiness about the craft in his interest in what he saw. The bottom of the pit was perhaps twenty feet in diameter, and roughly hemispherical.
From what the geologist could see of the country below, it was quite certainly cultivated. In no other way could the even rows and uniform growth be explained; even though Van Emmon could not say whether the vegetation were tree, shrub, or plant, it was certainly the work of man or something mightily like man. Shortly he experienced an abrupt downward dive, such as upset his senses somewhat.
Not that anything worth while was to be seen; the surfaces seemed perfectly plain and bare, except for the inevitable dust. Even the uppermost corners, ten feet above their heads, showed dust to the light of Smith's electric torch. Van Emmon stopped and stared at the spot as though fascinated. The others were ready to go; they turned and looked at him curiously.
They stared at one another for a second or two, long enough for the doctor to notice, and to see how Van Emmon took it. The geologist, however, was smiling upon the girl in a big-brotherly fashion, which indicated that he thought she didn't mean what she had said. Had he been looking up at her, however, instead of down upon her, he would have seen that her chin was most resolute.
The others eyed him closely. Neither Van Emmon nor Smith could guess what he meant; but Billie, her intuition wide awake, gave a great jump in her chair. "I know!" she cried. A flood of light came to her face. "The Sanusians no wonder they let the bees put it over on them! "They haven't got FIRE! They've never had it!"
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