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Chapter 18 — In the Sunlight

           Thinkofitsinkywatersunderthesparelights—if,indeed,theireyesneedlights!Thinkofthecascadingtributariespouringdowntheirchannelstofeedit!Thinkofthetidesuponitssurface,andtherushandswirlofitsebbandflow!Perhapstheyhaveshipsthatgouponit,perhapsdowntherearemightycitiesandswarmingways,andwisdomandorderpassingthewitofman.Andwemaydiehereuponit,andneverseethemasterswhomustbe—rulingoverthesethings!Wemayfreezeanddiehere,andtheairwillfreezeandthawuponus,andthen—!Thentheywillcomeuponus,comeonourstiffandsilentbodies,andfindthespherewecannotfind,andtheywillunderstandatlasttoolateallthethoughtandeffortthatendedhereinvain!”

           Hisvoiceforallthatspeechsoundedlikethevoiceofsomeoneheardinatelephone,weakandfaraway.

           “Butthedarkness,”Isaid.

           “Onemightgetoverthat.”

           “How?”

           “Idon’tknow.HowamItoknow?Onemightcarryatorch,onemighthavealamp—Theothers—mightunderstand.”

           Hestoodforamomentwithhishandshelddownandaruefulface,staringoutoverthewastethatdefiedhim.Thenwithagestureofrenunciationheturnedtowardsmewithproposalsforthesystematichuntingofthesphere.

           “Wecanreturn,”Isaid.

           Helookedabouthim.“Firstofallweshallhavetogettoearth.”

           “Wecouldbringbacklampstocarryandclimbingirons,andahundrednecessarythings.”

           “Yes,”hesaid.

           “Wecantakebackanearnestofsuccessinthisgold.”

           Helookedatmygoldencrowbars,andsaidnothingforaspace.

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