Extraterrestrial beings -- Fiction; Science fiction, English; Space flight to Mars -- Fiction
We noticed all that we have here described within a very few seconds
from the time that we stepped upon the dais. Then suddenly the vast
hall was filled with brilliant artificial light, an electric light as
far as we could judge, although the source of its supply was cunningly
concealed. The effect was magical. The flashing gems and brilliant
metals, the statuary, the polished pillars, walls, and floors, the
sparkling scented water, the royal troops, the eager throng, formed a
scene of unparalleled magnificence and splendour.
As soon as the hall was illuminated as by the light of day, the
proceedings began. An aged statesman, amidst breathless silence, rose
up from his seat, crossed the floor, and stood opposite to where the
King sat in solemn state. Making a low and reverent obeisance, he
began to tell the story of our appearance near their city; how we were
met by the Martial whose life we took; how we took refuge in the
_Sirius_, and, after the alarm had been given, how a search was made
and our hiding-place discovered. Then he described our evading further
pursuit by soaring up into the air in our curious carriage; how we
travelled over the city of Edos, and were fired at by the soldiers;
how we eventually came slowly down to the ground again to the square
near the palace; and how we had been surrounded and taken prisoners by
His Majesty's troops at last. This address appeared to make a profound
impression upon the multitude, and, so far as we could judge, the wrath
of the people was exceedingly great. The odds were evidently against
us, and each one of us felt--although at the time we did not understand
a word of what was being said--that our position was momentarily
becoming more serious.
For several minutes after this harangue was finished, the silence was
profound. Every eye was turned towards us; the old King's face was
grave and stern and troubled. Then, as if to make matters worse, the
silence was broken by a loud commotion at one of the entrances to
the hall, and the next moment poor old Rover broke through the ring
of guards and officers, and leaping and barking for joy, hastened to
Sandy's side. At first the direst alarm prevailed, and we noticed the
lovely woman by the King's side clutch his arm in terror, for of course
our dog was even a stranger animal to the company here assembled than
we were ourselves. At a word from Sandy he lay down between us, and,
curiously enough, there he was suffered to remain. He had broken out of
the _Sirius_, where in the excitement of our departure we had left and
forgotten him, and made his way unerringly to his master's side--our
only friend.
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