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"By God, there he is! Let's get larger and rush him! He's only a few hundred feet away!" But Babs? Where was Babs? "Alan, get down!" I crouched, pulling Alan and Glora with me. "Don't let him see us! We can't rush him Alan, 'til we find Babs. He'd see us coming and kill her."
Alan and Glora were standing beside me peering over that billowing cushion spread toward the distant giant palm with Babs standing upon it. I gripped Alan's shoulder. "See here, Alan," I whispered vehemently: "What ever happens, we must follow Polter. Glora knows the way. Some opportunity will come to get large without being discovered. Then we'll rush Polter!" Alan's white face turned to me.
Overhead, the dome roof, the great jagged hole there, was receding, lifting, moving upward and away. Glora pulled us to our feet. "We had better start now. The distance grows very far, so quickly." We had been sitting within five feet of the stone slab with its four inch high railing around it. A chair was by the microscope eyepiece.
You tell him not to worry. I'll be careful, and do what I can to save that little city. I must find Glora and " Babs was suddenly trembling with eagerness for him. "Yes! Of course you must, Alan!" "I'll find her and bring her out here! I'll do it! Don't you worry." He was dwindling fast. Dr. Kent had collapsed to a rock, staring down with horror-stricken eyes. Alan called up to Babs: "Listen!
There is a place where we go down. It is marked in my mind." I had a sudden ominous sense that we three were not alone up here. Glora led us back from the cliff. As we picked our way among the naked crags, it seemed behind each of them an enemy might be lurking. "Glora, do you know if any of Dr. Polter's men might have the drug? I mean, do they come in and out of here?" She shook her head.
In a moment it might be twice that! He was aware of Glora pulling at him, and his father rushing past him with a bottle of liquid, shouting: "Alan! Run! You and the girl, get out of here! Into the other room " Then Alan saw the things on the floor! His foot crushed one with a slippery squash!
I seemed to see where it ended in a murky blur. And far higher than our hilltop level a horizontal streak marked the rope railing of the slab. "Well," said Alan. "We're here." He gazed behind us, back across the rocky summit which seemed several hundred feet across to its opposite brink. He was smiling, but the smile faded. "Now what, Glora? Another pellet?" "No. Not yet.
We ran under it, and cut out upon the white slab a level surface, larger now than the whole dome-room had been. Glora, like a fawn, ran in advance of us, her robe flying in the wind. She turned to look back. "Faster! Faster, or it will be too hard a climb!" Ahead lay a golden mound of rock. It was widening; raising its top steadily higher. Beyond it and over it was a vast dim distance.
Ours is always like this. No day, no night. Just like this starlight." Her hand went to Alan's shoulder. "You like it? My world?" "Yes, Glora. It's very beautiful." There was a sheen on everything, a soft, glowing sheen of phosphorescence from the rocks rising to meet the pale wan starlight.
But I think I could never get used to the outward strangeness! The room in a moment was expanding. I could feel the platform floor crawling outward beneath me, so that I had to hitch and change my position as it pulled. We were seated together, Alan and I on each side of Glora. My fingers were on her arm. It did not change size, but it slowly drew away with a space opening between us.
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