I had been afraid that we would never find this out, or that, if one of
them told us, we would not be able to understand; perhaps the concept,
the point of view, would seem as wild and bizarre and incredible as
_they_ themselves. But as it began to speak now, I found that its
motives, those of all its uncanny race, were as plain and nearly human
as could be.
"We found your land by accident," it said, nursing its head in its
hands and speaking without inflection or accent. "I do not know how
long ago it was by your standards. I think a long time. One of our
people by a mischance of a kind I cannot describe in the words of your
language was born into your dimension in conjunction with an infant
of your race. When you are all dead, and we are the sole owners of
both our dimensions and yours, and write history books here for our
amusement even as you have done for your own, that chance birth will
be hailed as joyfully and reverently as you hail the--discovery of
America."
"Dashed if I hail _that_ reverently," murmured the Colonel. "Bloomin'
colonials ... go on."
"I wonder if you can imagine with what delight our people greeted the
discovery? How far can you see into our plane?"
* * * * *
I saw no harm in answering that. "Not far. Just a background of
silver-blue lines at an angle."
"That is it. A silver land." Evidently they had the same color
perception as we; a surprising but not wholly unthinkable fact.
"Nowhere is there color or change of form or beauty, save in our own
bodies. Your earth burst on our ken with such a wealth of beauty and
such opportunities for pleasure as we had never dreamt of. At once
we began to infiltrate, in the guise of normal humans; at first only
by the route of births stemming from that original accident, then
afterwards by births regulated and controlled from our plane, by
methods you could not comprehend, which once discovered freed us from
the necessity of waiting endlessly to be born into a body that had
descended from that original fortuitous 'sport.' I believe that in
terms of your space-time continuum, this discovery of ours has been
quite recent."
I grew pale and cold at his words.
For--if true--this meant that the beast-folk could make a wholesale
invasion of our dimension at any time! The brute saw me, and laughed
again.
"Exactly. You are beaten. Indeed, you never had a chance, but now you
have less than none. We are an advance guard, who have prepared the way
for all the others of our race who will one day inhabit bodies on your
plane. We have felt you out, tested your power to resist--which has
been practically nil, my friend, with the exception of your own feeble
and haphazard efforts--and spread out over this island until we are
more numerous than you can imagine. But with the new method of coming
in, there is no longer a need for infiltrating into high offices and
key government positions, as we have so laboriously done before; for,
my friend, D-Day is at hand."
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