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Updated: July 23, 2025
In no other way could it be explained; the minds of the Venusians had grown at a fearful cost to flesh and blood. Not only were the fingernails entirely lacking from Myrin's hand, but the lower joints of her four fingers, from the palm to the knuckles were grown smoothly together. "Make yourselves at home," said Estra, as they stepped into his apartment. The cars just filled his balcony.
Estra and Myrin, walking very slowly, took them to a side street, where two of the cigar-shaped cars were standing. Billie and Smith got in with Estra, while Van Emmon and the doctor were given seats beside the Venusian woman. The two cars were connected by telephone, so that in effect the two parties were one.
Only, we label them psychological experiences. "In fact, the 'supernatural' is the Venusian's daily business!" There was another pause, during which both Venusians, driving at high speed though they were, once more closed their eyes for a second or so. Estra evidently thought it time to explain.
So far as dress went, there was no telling anything whatever about sex. "Are they all men?" asked Billie, wondering, of Estra. The Venusian shook his head with his invariable smile. "Nor all women either," said he enigmatically. But in many respects they were astonishingly alike. Almost to a soul their upper lips were withered and flat. One and all had short, emaciated-looking legs.
Both Estra and Myrin were extra watchful; also, they displayed a certain eagerness to get away, setting their course in still another direction.
Smith looked for the telephone wires to snap, but Estra seemed to know, and instantly followed Myrin's lead. The doctor noticed, and wondered all the more. And then came another surprise. As the machines neared the surface, a familiar odor floated in through the open windows of the air-craft; and the four found themselves looking at each other for signs of irrationality.
"We were not able to make these records as perfect as we would like," said Estra, holding up four disks similar to the ones which still lay in the explorers' translating machines. He proceeded to open the little black cases and make the exchange.
I am one of the very few who appreciate the value of natural exercise." "Do you mean to say," demanded Van Emmon, "that the average Venusian does no walking?" "Not a mile a year," said Estra gravely. "Just what he is obliged to do indoors from room to room." And he involuntarily glanced down at his own extremely thin legs. The architect's eyes widened with a growing understanding.
There was a brief pause, during which Estra hurriedly explained that the man who was making the speech was located far on the other side of the planet, in a hall like the one the four had first visited; and that he was making the demonstration before a great gathering of scientists. "Too bad you cannot see as we do," commented the Venusian. "However, Savarona may go into the details of "
"If you think for one second that I'm going to back out just because I'm a woman, let me tell you that you're very badly mistaken!" Van Emmon turned to the doctor appealingly, but the doctor took the action personally. He shook his head. "I wouldn't miss this for anything, Van. Estra looks safe to me. Go and ask Smith; maybe he is willing to be the goat."
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