Extraterrestrial beings -- Fiction; Science fiction, English; Space flight to Mars -- Fiction
"So saying, she led me into another and a smaller room adjoining, where
Cyni and her sister Irolne waited to serve us with food. Our meal over,
I bade Volinè adieu until the morrow, she promising to meet me at our
old tryst in the garden of Siccoth-trees, an hour before noon, whence
we might journey together to the gold-domed Temple on the distant hill
of Verosi.
"'And so the morrow is to be the most eventful day of all my eventful
life,' I mused, as I sat in my chamber looking out upon the Palace
grounds, now appearing in all the subtle beauty a tropical night
alone can lend. There I sat for an hour or more, deeply pondering
over the morrow's mysteries. 'Where and what shall I, Harry Graham,
be at the close of that all-fateful day?' My home, my Earth, shone
like a steady-burning brilliant in the green-blue southern sky; in a
few hours more, and all the ties that bind me thereto will be burnt
away--destroyed by fire! Slowly, as I mused, her beautiful point
of light sank lower and lower, and finally she dropped behind the
garden-trees, and I bade her adieu--farewell, for with earthly eyes I
should see her no more. One pang of regret, and one only, shot through
my heart quicker than the lightning flash, and was gone; and then I
cursed my weakness, for it seemed like a breach of loyalty to Her!
"All night I slept but little, and right glad was I to see the distant
mountains, through my eastern window, tipped with ruddy day. I rose up
from my couch and, early as it was, summoned Herio, the servant who had
been charged with the duty of attending to my personal needs.
"'At what hour do my comrades take their morning meal, Herio?' I asked
as he entered.
"'Two hours from the present, sire.'
"'Then you will find me, if they make enquiry, in the garden below. I
go there to breathe the morning air, and to refresh myself.'
"Truly, this garden was a wondrous place--filled with strange flowers
and plants and trees, many of the latter festooned together by creepers
which dropped in mid-air blooms of rare beauty and fragrance. It was
graced with statuary, and with fountains which, by hidden means,
dispelled a subtle perfume in their spray as the winds caught it and
wafted it across the groves. Here I wandered, striving to compose
myself and steady my nerves for the coming trial. Besides, I had no
desire at present to betray myself, and to let my comrades know the
step I was contemplating. When all was over, then might I tell them my
secrets, but, until then, I deemed it best to keep my own counsel.
"The time slipped quickly away, and Herio came to summon me to eat.
Already my companions were at table, waiting for me. "'Why, Graham,
wherever on Earth--no, on Mars--do you hide yourself?' said Temple, as
I entered the room. 'Where did you conceal yourself last evening? We
knew that you were a-bed all day, for the Doctor came from time to time
and saw you as you slept, but at night you utterly vanished.'
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