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all； I wondered； was there any need of both of us taking the journey； would not one do just as well？
Drake could stay
〃No use of putting all our eggs in one basket；〃 I broached the subject。 〃I'll go down by myself while you stay and help Ruth。 You can always follow if I don't turn up in a reasonable time。〃
His indignation at this proposal was matched only by her own。
〃You'll go with him； Dick Drake；〃 she cried； 〃or I'll never look at or speak to you again！〃
〃Good Lord！ Did you think for a minute I wouldn't？〃 Pain and wrath struggled on his face。 〃We go together or neither of us goes。 Ruth will be all right here； Goodwin。 The only thing she has any cause to fear is Yurukand he's had his lesson。
〃Besides； she'll have the rifles and her pistols； and she knows how to use them。 What d'ye mean by making such a proposition as that？〃 His indignation burst all bounds。
Lamely I tried to justify myself。
〃I'll be all right；〃 said Ruth。 〃I'm not afraid of Yuruk。 And none of these Things will hurt menot afternot after〃 Her eyes fell； her lips quivered； then she faced us steadily。 〃Don't ask me how I know that；〃 she said quietly。 〃Believe me； I do know it。 I am closer tothem than you two are。 And if I choose I can call upon that alien strength their master gave me。 It is for you two that I fear。〃
〃No fear for us；〃 Drake burst out hastily。 〃We're Norhala's little playthings。 We're tabu。 Take it from me； Ruth； I'd bet my head there isn't one of these Things； great or small； and no matter how many； that doesn't by this time know all about us。
〃We'll probably be received with demonstrations of interest by the populace as welcome guests。 Probably we'll find a sign'Welcome to our City'hung up over the front gate。〃
She smiled； a trifle tremulously。
〃We'll come back；〃 he said。 Suddenly he leaned forward； put his hands on her shoulders。 〃Do you think there is anything that could keep me from coming back？〃 he whispered。
She trembled； wide eyes searching deep into his。
〃Well；〃 I broke in； a bit uncomfortably； 〃we'd better be starting。 I think as Drake does； that we're tabu。 Barring accident there's no danger。 And if I guess right about these Things； accident is impossible。〃
〃As inconceivable as the multiplication table going wrong；〃 he laughed； straightening。
And so we made ready。 Our rifles would be worse than useless； we knew； our pistols we decided to carry as Drake put it； 〃for comfort。〃 Canteens filled with water； a couple of emergency rations； a few instruments； including a small spectroscope； a selection from the medical kitall these packed in a little haversack which he threw over his broad shoulders。
I pocketed my compact but exceedingly powerful field…glasses。 To my poignant and everlasting regret my camera had been upon the bolting pony； and Ventnor had long been out of films for his。
We were ready for our journey。
Our path led straight away； a smooth and dark…gray road whose surface resembled cement packed under enormous pressure。 It was all of fifty feet wide and now； in daylight； glistened faintly as though overlaid with some vitreous coating。 It narrowed abruptly into a wedged way that stopped at the threshold of Norhala's door。
Diminishing through the distance； it stretched straight as an arrow onward and vanished between perpendicular cliffs which formed the frowning gateway through which the night before we had passed upon the coursing cubes from the pit of the city。 Here； as then； a mistiness checked the gaze。
Ruth with us； we made a brief inspection of the surroundings of Norhala's house。 It was set as though in the narrowest portion of an hour…glass。 The precipitous walls marched inward from the gateway forming the lower half of the figure； at the back they swung apart at a wider angle。
This upper part of the hour…glass was filled with a park…like forest。 It was closed； perhaps twenty miles away； by a barrier of cliffs。
How； I wondered； did the path which Yuruk had pointed out to me pierce them？ Was it by pass or tunnel； and why was it the armored men had not found and followed it？
The waist between these two mountain wedges was a valley not more than a mile wide。 Norhala's house stood in its center； and it was like a garden； dotted with flowering and fragrant lilies and here and there a tiny green meadow。 The great globe of blue that was Norhala's dwelling seemed less to rest upon the ground than to emerge from it； as though its basic curvatures were hidden in the earth。
What was its substance I could not tell。 It was as though built of the lacquer of the gems whose colors it held。 And beautiful； wondrously； incredibly beautiful it wasan immense bubble of froth of molten sapphires and turquoises。
We had not time to study its beauties。 A few last instructions to Ruth； and we set forth down the gray road。 Hardly had we taken a few steps when there came a faint cry from her。
〃Dick！ Dickcome here！〃
He sprang to her； caught her hands in his。 For a moment； half frightened it seemed； she considered him。
〃Dick；〃 I heard her whisper。 〃Dickcome back safe to me！〃
I saw his arms close about her； hers tighten around his neck； black hair touched the silken brown curls； their lips met； clung。 I turned away。
In a little time he joined me； head down； silent； he strode along beside me； utterly dejected。
A hundred more yards and we turned。 Ruth was still standing on the threshold of the house of mystery； watching us。 She waved her hands； flitted in； was hidden from us。 And Drake still silent； we pushed on。
The walls of the gateway were close。 The sparse vegetation along the base of the cliffs had ceased； the roadway itself had merged into the smooth； bare floor of the canyon。 From vertical edge to vertical edge of the rocky portal stretched a curtain of shimmering mist。 As we drew nearer we saw that this was motionless； and less like vapor of water than vapor of light； it streamed in oddly fixed lines like atoms of crystals in a still solution。 Drake thrust an arm within it； waved it； the mist did not move。 It seemed instead to interpenetrate the armas though bone and flesh were spectral； without power to dislodge the shining particles from position。
We passed within itside by side。
Instantly I knew that whatever these veils were； they were not moisture。 The air we breathed was dry； electric。 I was sensible of a decided stimulation； a pleasant tingling along every nerve； a gaiety almost light…headed。 We could see each other quite plainly； the rocky floor on which we trod as well。 Within this vapor of light there was no ghost of sound； it was utterly empty of it。 I saw Drake turn to me； his mouth open in a laugh； his lips move in speechand although he bent close to my ear； I heard nothing。 He frowned； puzzled； and walked on。
Abruptly we stepped into an opening； a pocket of clear air。 Our ears were filled with a high； shrill humming as unpleasantly vibrant as the shriek of a sand blast。 Six feet to our right was the edge of the ledge on which we stood； beyond it was a sheer drop into space。 A shaft piercing down into the void and walled with the mists。
But it was not that shaft that made us clutch each other。 No！ It was that through it uprose a colossal column of the cubes。 It stood a hundred feet from us。 Its top was another hundred feet above the level of our ledge and its length vanished in the depths。
And its head was a gigantic spinning wheel； yards in thickness； tapering at its point of contact with the cliff wall into a diameter half that of the side closest the column； gleaming with flashes of green flame and grinding with tremendous speed at the face of the rock。
Over it； attached to the cliff； was a great vizored hood of some pale yellow metal； and it was this shelter that cutting off the vaporous light like an enormous umbrella made the pocket of clarity in which we stood； the shaft up which sprang the pillar。
All along the length of that column as far as we could see the myriad tiny eyes of the Metal People shone out upon us； not twinkling mischievously； butgrotesque as this may seem； I cannot help itwide with surprise。
Only an instant longer did the great wheel spin。 I saw the screaming rock melting beneath it； dropping like lava。 Then； as though it had received some message； abruptly its motion now ceased。
It tilted； looked down upon us！
I noted that its grinding surface was studded thickly with the smaller pyramids and that the tips of these were each capped with what seemed to be faceted gems gleaming with the same pale yellow radiance as the Shrine of the Cones。
The column was bending； the wheel approaching。
Drake seized me by the arm； drew me swiftly back into the mists。 We were shrouded in their silences。 Step by step we went on； peering for the edge of the shelf； feeling in fancy that prodigious wheeled face stealing upon us； afraid to look behind lest in looking we might step too close to the unseen verge。
Yard after yard we slowly covered。 Suddenly the vapors thinned； we passed out of them
A chaos of sound beat about us。 The clanging of a million anvils； the clamor of a million forges； the crashing of a hundred years of thunder； the roarings of a thousand hurricanes。 The prodigious bellowings of the