The outer door opened. Ivan and Rosalind reeled in, drunkenly smiling, arm in arm. "Like rockets," Rosalind blurted happily. "We came through the durasphere and solid rock ... shot up right to the surface." "They didn't have to take us along," Ivan added with a bleary grin. "But you know that already, don't you? They're too good to let you live in fear, so they must have told you by now." "Yes, we know," said Theodor. "They must be almost godlike in their goodness. I feel ... calm." Edmund nodded soberly. "Calmer than I ever felt before. It's knowing, I suppose, that--well, we're not alone." Dotty blinked and looked around and smiled at them all with a wholly little-girl smile. "Oh, Mummy," she said, and it was impossible to tell whether she spoke to Frieda or Rosalind or Celeste, "I've just had the funniest dream." "No, darling," said Rosalind gently, "it's we who had the dream. We've just awakened." End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Dr. Kometevsky's Day, by Fritz Leiber