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Chapter 19 — Mr. Bedford Alone

           Itcametome,ifonlythisteemingworldwithinknewofthefullimportofthemoment,howfuriousitstumultwouldbecome!

           Butasyetitcouldscarcelybedreamingofthesignificanceofourcoming.Forifitdid,thecraterwouldsurelybeanuproarofpursuit,insteadofasstillasdeath!IlookedaboutforsomeplacefromwhichImightsignalCavor,andsawthatsamepatchofrocktowhichhehadleaptfrommypresentstandpoint,stillbareandbarreninthesun.ForamomentIhesitatedatgoingsofarfromthesphere.Thenwithapangofshameatthathesitation,Ileapt....

           FromthisvantagepointIsurveyedthecrateragain.FarawayatthetopoftheenormousshadowIcastwasthelittlewhitehandkerchiefflutteringonthebushes.Itwasverylittleandveryfar,andCavorwasnotinsight.Itseemedtomethatbythistimeheoughttobelookingforme.Thatwastheagreement.Buthewasnowheretobeseen.

           Istoodwaitingandwatching,handsshadingmyeyes,expectingeverymomenttodistinguishhim.VeryprobablyIstoodthereforquitealongtime.Itriedtoshout,andwasremindedofthethinnessoftheair.Imadeanundecidedstepbacktowardsthesphere.ButalurkingdreadoftheSelenitesmademehesitatetosignalmywhereaboutsbyhoistingoneofoursleeping-blanketsontotheadjacentscrub.Isearchedthecrateragain.

           Ithadaneffectofemptinessthatchilledme.Anditwasstill.AnysoundfromtheSelenitesintheworldbeneathhaddiedaway.Itwasasstillasdeath.

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