Первые люди на Луне
Chapter 19 — Mr. Bedford Alone
Therewouldbestilltimeforustogetmoreofthemagicstonethatgivesonemasteryovermen.Awaythere,closehandy,wasgoldforthepickingup;andthespherewouldtravelaswellhalffullofgoldasthoughitwereempty.Wecouldgobacknow,mastersofourselvesandourworld,andthen—
Irousedmyselfatlast,andwithaneffortgotmyselfoutofthesphere.IshiveredasIemerged,fortheeveningairwasgrowingverycold.Istoodinthehollowstaringaboutme.IscrutinisedthebushesroundmeverycarefullybeforeIleapttotherockyshelfhardby,andtookoncemorewhathadbeenmyfirstleapinthemoon.ButnowImadeitwithnoeffortwhatever.
Thegrowthanddecayofthevegetationhadgoneonapace,andthewholeaspectoftherockshadchanged,butstillitwaspossibletomakeouttheslopeonwhichtheseedshadgerminated,andtherockymassfromwhichwehadtakenourfirstviewofthecrater.Butthespikyshrubontheslopestoodbrownandserenow,andthirtyfeethigh,andcastlongshadowsthatstretchedoutofsight,andthelittleseedsthatclusteredinitsupperbrancheswerebrownandripe.Itsworkwasdone,anditwasbrittleandreadytofallandcrumpleunderthefreezingair,sosoonasthenightfallcame.Andthehugecacti,thathadswollenaswewatchedthem,hadlongsinceburstandscatteredtheirsporestothefourquartersofthemoon.Amazinglittlecornerintheuniverse—thelandingplaceofmen!
Someday,thoughtI,Iwillhaveaninscriptionstandingthererightinthemidstofthehollow.