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Updated: June 1, 2025
"We mustn't stir up the city if we can help it; with giants running around, the people would get worked up to a frenzy. You could see that with Lylda this afternoon. Not that you can blame them altogether, but we want to get Loto back before we start anything here in Arite." He took the pellets out as he spoke, and they each touched one of them to the tip of their tongues.
"He did," muttered the Big Business Man. "Targo escaped this afternoon," the Chemist explained. "He went to Orlog by boat and took " He stopped abruptly. "Come into the house, Lylda," he added gently; "there are other things, my wife, of which we must speak." He rose to his feet, pulling her up with him. "Where is Jack," she asked, looking at the Big Business Man, who stood watching her gravely.
A curious circumstance, gentlemen, lies in the fact that Lylda clearly remembered the occasion when this first premonition came to her. And in the telling, she described graphically the scene in the cave, where I saw her through the microscope." The Chemist paused an instant and then resumed.
A crowd of the little gray figures blocked that entrance also a crowd that hesitated an instant and then came forward, spreading out fan-shape as it came. The Big Business Man doubled up his fists. "It's fight," he said grimly. "By God! we'll " but Lylda, with a low cry, flung herself before him. "No, no," she said passionately. "Not that; it cannot be that now, just at the last "
"He is going to ask the jury to give its verdict now," said the Chemist in a low voice. Lylda and her companion leader rose and faced their subordinates, and with a verbal monosyllable from each member of the jury the verdict was unhesitatingly given.
Here he left them to bathe, getting them meanwhile robes similar to his own, with which to replace their own soiled garments. In a little while, much refreshed, they descended to the room below, where Lylda had supper ready upon the table waiting for them. "Only a little while ago my father and Aura left," said Lylda, as they sat down to eat. "Lylda's younger sister," the Chemist explained.
"I put my hand flat upon the ground near Lylda, and after a moment she climbed into it, two soldiers lifting her up the side of my thumb as it lay upon the ground. In the hollow of my palm, she lay quite securely, and very carefully I raised her up towards my face. Then, seeing that she was frightened, I set her down again.
Then he stopped abruptly and, turning, pulled Lylda and me out upon the balcony. The enthusiasm of the crowd doubled at our appearance. I was pushed forward to the balcony rail, where I bowed to the cheering throng. "Just after I left the king's balcony, I met Lylda's father. He was a kindly-faced old gentleman, and took a great interest in me and my story.
"We are expected," remarked the Chemist with a smile. "Lylda is still up, waiting for us." The Very Young Man's heart gave a leap at the mention of the name. From the outside, the Chemist's house resembled many of the larger ones they had seen as they came through the city.
Oteo and Eena, standing ankle-deep in the water, were unattacked, and at a word from the Chemist the others joined them, leaving little heaps of mangled human forms upon the beach where they had trod. All except Lylda. She stood her ground her face bloodless, her eyes filled with tears. Her feet were covered now; her ankles bleeding from a dozen tiny knives hacking at her flesh.
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