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And as the ray streams through the seven globes described by Throckmartin would be too weak to energize the Pool, we could enter the chamber free from any fear of encountering its tenant, make our preliminary observations and go forth before the moon had dropped so far that the concentration in the condensers would fall below that necessary to keep the portal from closing.
If he had eliminated the episode of car and Moon Pool, he had good reason, I had no doubt; and I would be as cautious. And deep within me something cautioned me to say nothing of my quest; to stifle all thought of Throckmartin something that warned, peremptorily, finally, as though it were a message from Throckmartin himself! "A vine with five flowers!" exclaimed the red dwarf.
We made our way up the steps, through the outer enclosures and into the central square, I confess to a fire of scientific curiosity and eagerness tinged with a dread that O'Keefe's analysis might be true. Would we find the moving slab and, if so, would it be as Throckmartin had described?
"Now these rays, Larry, are given perhaps still another mysterious activity by the globes through which Throckmartin said they passed in the Chamber of the Moon Pool. The result is the necessary factor in the formation of the Dweller. There would be nothing scientifically improbable in such a process.
But by the sword of Brian Boru, you'll never get me to fall for the idea that a bunch of moonshine can handle a big woman such as you say Throckmartin's Thora was, nor a two-fisted man such as you say Throckmartin was, nor Huldricksson's wife and I'll bet she was one of those strapping big northern women too you'll never get me to believe that any bunch of concentrated moonshine could handle them and take them waltzing off along a moonbeam back to wherever it goes.
But Throckmartin was moving onward to his cabin. I started to follow. The first officer stopped me. "Your friend," he said, "is he ill?" "The sea!" I answered hurriedly. "He's not used to it. I am going to look after him." Doubt and disbelief were plain in the seaman's eyes but I hurried on.
I loved my wife, how much I never knew until that day; and she loved me as deeply. "'It takes only one each night, she pleaded. 'Beloved, let it take me. "I wept, Walter. We both wept. "'We will meet it together, she said. And it was thus at last that we arranged it." "That took great courage indeed, Throckmartin," I interrupted. He looked at me eagerly. "You do believe then?" he exclaimed.
"You know nothing more than this, Da Costa?" I asked. "Nothing of another expedition?" "No," he shook his head vehemently. "Nothing more." "Hear the name Throckmartin while you were there?" I persisted. "No," his eyes were steady as he answered but the pallor had crept again into his face. I was not so sure. But if he knew more than he had told me why was he afraid to speak?
He had carried with him unusually complete equipment for the work he had expected to do and which, he hoped, would be his monument. What then had brought Throckmartin to Port Moresby, and what was that change I had sensed in him? Hurrying down to the lower deck I found him with the purser.
He lay upon the berth. I sat thinking. I came to myself with a guilty start. I had completely lost myself in my deep preoccupation. What time was it? I looked at my watch and jumped to the port-hole. It was full moonlight; the orb had been up for fully half an hour. I strode over to Throckmartin and shook him by the shoulder. "Up, quick, man!" I cried. He rose sleepily.
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