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And the Rhamda Geos went on to say that the teachings of the Jarados had been moral as well as intellectual. Moreover, after he had formulated his laws, he wrote out his judgment. "What was that?" "An exhortation, my lord, that we were to give proof of our appreciation of intelligence. We were to use it, and to prove ourselves worthy of it by lifting ourselves up to the level of the Spot of Life.
Watson was alert and ready when the woman returned, together with a companion. She smiled kindly, and announced: "The Rhamda Geos." At first Chick was startled. There was a resemblance to Rhamda Avec that ran almost to counterpart. The same refinement and elegance, the fleeting suggestion of youth, the evident age mingled with the same athletic ease and grace of carriage.
Chick followed, with the Rhamda Geos at his side. At the top of the flight the Nervina was escorted to one of the chairs, while Chick placed the Geos in the other. It left the two Californians on their feet, to move around to whatever extent seemed commensurate with dignity. Chick drew Harry aside.
Chick took careful note of this, a circle about twenty feet across, as white and unbroken as a bed of frozen snow. Whether it was stone or not he could not determine. All around its edge was a gap that separated it from the dais, a gap several inches across. Chick turned to Geos: "The Spot of Life?" "Even so. It is the strangest thing in all the Thomahlia, my lord. Can you feel it?"
Until he could gather exact data, he must trust to intuition as before. The two pictures vanished simultaneously. Down came the black waves from the windows, gradually, and in a moment the room was once more flooded with that mellow radiance. The Rhamda Geos stepped forward as a murmur of awed approval arose from the assembly. There was no applause. One does not applaud the miraculous.
But not even the Bars," with magnificent confidence, "can stand before us now! We have had the proof of the Jarados, and we know that no matter what the odds, he will carry us through." "What are you going to do?" "I propose to shoot it, my lord." And without explaining the Jan asked the Geos: "Are you agreeable? The June Bug will hold; the prophet will protect us." "Surely," returned the Rhamda.
"Pat MacPherson, of course," was the answer. "An' Oi've said a plenty. Now, go aboot your business." Watson did not quibble. There was no time to learn more. He did not wish it to be noticed; yet he could not hide it from the Jan Lucar and the Rhamda Geos, who were still at his side. They had heard that tongue before.
The first actual words from the missing professor! Each syllable was frozen into Watson's memory. The Geos was clutching his arm. "Did you understand, my lord? We heard the voice of the prophet! What did he say?" "Yes, I understand. He used his own language my language. And he said" taking the reins firmly into his hands "he said that we must return to the Thomahlia.
In the last minute, in the final crisis, they must crowd their way through the Blind Spot. Only the professor knew how it was to be done. At the temple they found the Nervina and the Aradna waiting. The Jan Lucar was with them. The Geos had secured entrance by a side door. From it they could look out, themselves unobserved, over the entire building and upon the Spot of Life.
The three men stepped out the Geos first, then the Jan Lucar, and Watson last. Chick caught the Lucar's eye; it was confident; the man was springing with vigour, jovial in spite of the moment. They passed between two of the huge pillars, and under the giant arch. For a few minutes they walked through what seemed, to Chick, a perfect maze of those titanic columns.
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