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I tell you this, and I I am Pirolo. Victor Pirolo! The crowd with one accord shuddered, for many legends attach to Victor Pirolo of Foggia, deep in the secrets of God. 'Pirolo? An unsteady voice lifted itself. 'Then tell us was there anything except light in those lights of yours just now? The question was repeated from every corner of the darkness. Pirolo laughed. 'No! he thundered.
MacDonough's Song may have had its uses when it was composed, but it was an infernal legacy for any man to leave behind. 'It's protective instinct, my dear fellows, said Pirolo, rolling a cigarette. 'The Planet, she has had her dose of popular government. She suffers from inherited agoraphobia. She has no ah use for Crowds. Dragomiroff leaned forward to give him a light.
I ask you to be a little kind to them below! This is horrible horrible! 'When a Woman kills a Chicken, Dynasties and Empires sicken, Takahira quoted. 'It is too late to be gentle now. 'Then take off my helmet! Take off my helmet! Dragomiroff began hysterically. Pirolo must have put his arm round him. 'Hush, he said, 'I am here. It is all right, Ivan, my dear fellow.
'We aren't beginning again! We descended by the stairs, to find ourselves knee-deep in a grovelling crowd, some crying that they were blind, others beseeching us not to make any more noises, but the greater part writhing face downward, their hands or their caps before their eyes. It was Pirolo who came to our rescue.
We embarked amid shouts, and did not check our lift till they had dwindled into whispers. Then De Forest flung himself on the chart-room divan and mopped his forehead. 'I don't mind men, he panted, 'but women are the devil! 'Still the devil, said Pirolo cheerfully. 'That one would have suicided. 'I know it. That was why I signalled for the flying loop to be clapped on her.
The lights switched off, and the darkness stunned like an avalanche. We could hear Dragomiroff's teeth on the glass edge. Pirolo was comforting him. 'All right, all ra-ight, he repeated. 'Come and lie down. Come below and take off your mask. I give you my word, old friend, it is all right. They are my siege-lights. Little Victor Pirolo's leetle lights. You know me! I do not hurt people.
Only I think Almighty God He will remember what the Planet was like in the time of Crowds and the Plague. Perhaps He will send us nerves. Eh, Pirolo? The Italian blinked into space. 'Perhaps, he said, 'He has sent them already. Anyhow, you cannot argue with the Planet. She does not forget the Old Days, and what can you do?
'If you say so, said Pirolo thoughtfully, 'I can guarantee that they will become extinct in process of time, quite happily. What is their birth-rate now? 'Go down and ask 'em, said De Forest. 'I think they might become nervous and tear me to bits, the philosopher of Foggia replied. 'Not really? Well? 'Open the bilge-doors, said Takahira with a downward jerk of the thumb.
'I'm afraid you feel the glare a little. We'll have the ship down. He motioned to the Pirolo to drop between us and the sun, and at the same time to loop-circuit the prisoners, who were a trifle unsteady. We saw them stiffen to the current where they stood. The woman's voice went on, sweet and deep and unshaken: 'I don't suppose you men realise how much this this sort of thing means to a woman.
Then the tune and lights ceased together, and we heard one single devastating wail that shook all the horizon as a rubbed wet finger shakes the rim of a bowl. 'Ah, that is my new siren, said Pirolo. 'You can break an iceberg in half, if you find the proper pitch. They will whistle by squadrons now. It is the wind through pierced shutters in the bows.
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