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Chapter 6 — The Landing on the Moon
Weshallhavetowaituntilourairgetswarmagain,andthenthisglasswillclear.Wecan’tdoanythingtillthen.It’snighthereyet;wemustwaitforthedaytoovertakeus.Meanwhile,don’tyoufeelhungry?”
ForaspaceIdidnotanswerhim,butsatfretting.Iturnedreluctantlyfromthesmearedpuzzleoftheglassandstaredathisface.“Yes,”Isaid,“Iamhungry.Ifeelsomehowenormouslydisappointed.Ihadexpected—Idon’tknowwhatIhadexpected,butnotthis.”
Isummonedmyphilosophy,andrearrangingmyblanketaboutmesatdownonthebaleagainandbeganmyfirstmealonthemoon.Idon’tthinkIfinishedit—Iforget.Presently,firstinpatches,thenrunningrapidlytogetherintowiderspaces,cametheclearingoftheglass,camethedrawingofthemistyveilthathidthemoonworldfromoureyes.
Wepeeredoutuponthelandscapeofthemoon.
