’Well, Tom, you seem to be pondering something very weighty in your mind. Have you thought of a likely plan for getting this pretty plaything ashore in the morning?’ Gerald addressed these words to one of their attendants, Tom Clinch by name, a grizzled, rough, but worthy old sailor, who had known Gerald all his days. He had been indoors when the meteorite fell, and had not therefore witnessed its arrival. As the sound of its fall reached his ears he had rushed out, with others of the attendants—chiefly natives—most of whom had gone off shrieking and panic-stricken towards the interior of the island. Only Tom and another sailor had stood their ground. ’Humph! It’s a rum sort o’ visitin’ star, this ’ere, Mr Gerald,’ said the old mariner, with a wise shake of the head. ’Got out of its coorse, I reckon, the channel not being buoyed; onless,’ he added, a sudden thought striking him as he noted how lightly the mass floated, ’onless this be one of the buoys which ’as got loose from its moorin’s above, an’ toppled over down ’ere, d’ye see?’ With comments and talk such as this, the islanders passed the time while waiting for the morning. They felt too restless and excited to ’turn in,’ with the exception of Mr Armeath. He, after a while, deeming that there was nothing to be gained by waiting outside, went back to his own rooms, leaving instructions that he was to be called at once if anything fresh occurred. His wards remained on the watch, however, and with them their two sailor hands, Tom Clinch and Bob Reid; and in due course the moon went down and it became quite dark. Then, behold! there was another wonder to be added to the rest—the whole great mass became luminous! Not only that, but queer shadows came and went upon it, as though something were in motion upon the surface or just beneath it. The news of this being conveyed to Armeath brought him out again; but he could not account to his own satisfaction for this new phase. ’It may be that it is composed of some highly phosphorescent mineral,’ was the only explanation he could suggest. At last the morning dawned, and, immediately it was light, Armeath and his two young companions, without waiting for breakfast, put off in a boat, with the two sailors, to examine the meteorite more closely. It was still there, but the slight wind had drifted it up to a sandy ledge close inshore, and it appeared to be now resting on the sand. They rowed up to it and were not a little surprised to find that the whole mass was perfectly smooth like glass. Still more mystifying was it to see that there were bands at regular intervals extending ’from stem to starn,’ as Tom expressed it, ’jest for all the world like the hull of a great boat.’ They rowed all round it, their wonderment and astonishment growing all the time. They computed that it must be considerably over a thousand feet in length, by, perhaps, a hundred feet in diameter.