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Chapter 4 — Inside the Sphere

           Therecamealittlejerk,anoiselikechampagnebeinguncorkedinanotherroom,andafaintwhistlingsound.ForjustoneinstantIhadasenseofenormoustension,atransientconvictionthatmyfeetwerepressingdownwardwithaforceofcountlesstons.Itlastedforaninfinitesimaltime.

           Butitstirredmetoaction.“Cavor!”Isaidintothedarkness,“mynerve’sinrags.Idon’tthink—”

           Istopped.Hemadenoanswer.

           “Confoundit!”Icried;“I’mafool!WhatbusinesshaveIhere?I’mnotcoming,Cavor.Thething’stoorisky.I’mgettingout.”

           “Youcan’t,”hesaid.

           “Can’t!We’llsoonseeaboutthat!”

           Hemadenoanswerfortenseconds.“It’stoolateforustoquarrelnow,Bedford,”hesaid.“Thatlittlejerkwasthestart.Alreadyweareflyingasswiftlyasabulletupintothegulfofspace.”

           “I—”Isaid,andthenitdidn’tseemtomatterwhathappened.ForatimeIwas,asitwere,stunned;Ihadnothingtosay.ItwasjustasifIhadneverheardofthisideaofleavingtheworldbefore.ThenIperceivedanunaccountablechangeinmybodilysensations.Itwasafeelingoflightness,ofunreality.Coupledwiththatwasaqueersensationinthehead,anapoplecticeffectalmost,andathumpingofbloodvesselsattheears.Neitherofthesefeelingsdiminishedastimewenton,butatlastIgotsousedtothemthatIexperiencednoinconvenience.

           Iheardaclick,andalittleglowlampcameintobeing.

           IsawCavor’sface,aswhiteasIfeltmyowntobe.Weregardedoneanotherinsilence.

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