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She laughed a ripple of silvery laughter but there was tragic fear in her eyes as she gazed at me. "Yes, Dr. Polter, but breathless. Almost dead, but not quite. What happened? I want to come out and talk to you." "Not now, little bird." "But I want to." To me it was a miracle that she could call so lightly and hold that note of lugubrious laughter in her voice. "I'm hungry.
Kent and Babs followed me out within a few moments. But Alan was not with them! He had seen Polter fall. His father and Babs were safe. The sacrifice he had made in leaving Glora was no longer needed. Down there on the rocky plateau, Dr. Kent suddenly realized that Alan was dwindling. "Father, I have to! Don't you understand? Glora's world is menaced. I can't leave her like this.
The stages upward were frequently only a matter of growth in size; the distances in this vast desert realm of golden rock always were shrinking. Polter many times stood almost motionless until the closing, dwindling walls made him scramble upward into the greater space above. It may have been an hour, or less.
From down by his knees he plucked the small figure of a man. The crowd scattered with shouts of terror. Polter had the struggling eighteen-inch figure by the wrist. He whirled it around his head like a ninepin and flung it over the canopy of the dock far out into the shimmering lake! The trees around us expanded to towering forest giants. The underbrush rose up over our heads.
They were about the same height. To my youthful imaginative mind rose the fleeting picture of a young girl in a forest menaced by a gorilla. I came upon them suddenly. I heard Polter say: "But I lof you. And you are almos' a woman. Some day you lof me." He put out his thick hand and gripped her shoulder. She tried to twist away. She was frightened, but she laughed. "You you're crazy!"
It was noisy down here the clank of the steering mechanism; the swish and surge of the water against the hull; the voices of the men. We passed the boots of the seated helmsmen, and found another hiding place nearer Polter. We could see his giant length plainly. None of the other men were near him. He was reclining on an elbow, stretched at ease on a cushion.
But there will be miles of distance. And to be lost in size " What a strange journey upon which we were now starting! Lost in size? "You understand me? Lost in size. If that happens, we might never find each other. And if we come upon the Doctor Polter and the girl he holds captive if we can overtake them " "We must!" I exclaimed. "And we must get started." She showed us which pellet to select.
Polter spoke only very occasionally to Babs. "Hold tightly!" It was a rumbling voice from above us. He made no move to touch the cage, except that a few times the great blur of his hand came up to adjust its angle. The lurching and jolting was less violent in the tunnel. Polter's frenzy to escape was subsiding into calmness. He traversed the tunnel with a methodical stride.
"You can't! If you do, I'm coming with you!" She clung to him. He felt her body diminishing within his encircling arms. His love for her swept him this girl who had cajoled Polter, or tricked him and stolen several of the vials from him, heavens knows how, and followed him up to the other world. This girl whom Alan had come to love, was leaving him, perhaps forever.
They will all be glad to come, or, if not well, we can easily kill those who refuse. You make the drugs. I need plenty. Will you?" "Yes." "That iss good. I come back soon and gif you the catalyst for that last reaction. Will you be ready?" "Yes." The blur outside our bars swung with a dizzying whirl as Polter turned and left the room, locking its door after him with a reverberating clank.
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