The morning was well advanced when we started with father from "Under
Gardens." He wanted to show us the city; we would finish at the
government house--I call it that for the want of a better term--and
make our plea to the Council. I was not aware then what thoughts and
vague plans possessed Dan and Freddie; but for my own part, my mind was
roaming upon what father had said: "With your youth and strength and
daring we might even try to make away with the Garlands' weapons. Get
them to earth--"
Why not? I determined that what was shown me of the city and the
government this morning, I would see with eyes and mind open to watch
every opportunity. And I must get a chance to plan alone, with Dan and
Freddie.
Hulda and Zetta were determined to appear before the Council with us.
Just as we started, Freddie said abruptly: "Professor Vanderstuyft, fix
it so we can go through the Scientists' Grotto, will you?"
His thoughts were running in the same channels as my own! Dan gave him
a very significant nod of approval; and father said firmly: "I intend
to. But it will likely be after the midday meal. I want you to see the
Infra-red Control. The greatest power for good or evil in this world."
Zetta and Hulda stood apart from us at the doorway. Zetta called:
"Shall we start? The guards are here, Professor Vanderstuyft--they say
you insis' on having them with us."
A group of the brown insect things were ranged before our gate! I could
not approach them at first without an inward shudder--a reluctance
wholly involuntary, which made me revolt at their nearness. Jointed
brown things crawling prone on the ground. Gruesome. Not alone because
their size was full that of a man--gruesome, in the way they sometimes
stood upright upon three hind legs; other legs dangling like arms;
head, grotesquely wearing a single, multiple-lens eye; antennae, like
arms waving above the head.
Gruesome for all this--and more gruesome for a crude leather jacket
strapped around them in the fashion of a garment. Things--living
things--more than giant insects as we of earth would conceive the term;
yet less than humans. Some stood erect now; they eyed my father as one
to whom they must look for commands. Others crawled unheeding along the
edge of the fence--ghastly! Horrible! One stopped, half raised itself,
and eyed me with a calculating stare that turned me cold.
We started. Some of the insects remained about the house; eight went
with us, four of them slithering along on each side of us. It was
full daylight now. The sunlight came down through the jungle ceiling
in a subdued yellow glow. There was a street up there; I could see the
straight lines of a causeway laid upon the top of the foliage; figures
moving along it. We were under a portion of the city. Father had said
so; and now, almost at once, we came to the foot of an incline which
led us upward.
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