Extraterrestrial beings -- Fiction; Science fiction, English; Space flight to Mars -- Fiction
In the afternoon we had another visit from Volinè and her maidens. Her
attention to Graham became even more pronounced, and she never seemed
to tire of hearing him tell to her the story of Earth. Indeed, so
much did she appear to enjoy his company, that the Doctor and Temple
felt completely _de trop_. The Doctor appeared annoyed at Graham for
encouraging this flirtation; but Temple was secretly pleased, for he
saw in it a possible escape from captivity.
That night Graham retired to rest earlier than usual, pleading a
headache for excuse. We now had complete use of the two apartments,
thanks to Kaosp, the door separating them having been made to open
and close at our will. The Doctor and Temple remained up, discussing
one thing and another, until a late hour, the conversation eventually
turning to the subject of Volinè and Graham.
"Doctor, I think it is rather a mistake on your part to show such an
aversion to Graham's conduct with Volinè. You were the first to express
an opinion, and even to hint that this girl might be of service."
"How so? It's bound to end in trouble, not only to him, but to us. And
as for the latter part of your remarks, why, it was only a silly joke
on my part."
"I differ from you, Doctor. This woman is all-powerful here. The King
may govern his people, but his daughter governs him; although he may
not know it--what man ever does? And if we can once gain her good
word, say even through her betrothal to Graham, we are absolutely safe!"
"All very well; all very well, Temple, if things would turn out so; but
when do things turn out exactly as we want them? There is much to be
said on the other side of the question. Kings have peculiar ideas as to
rank and station; princesses, even in the nineteenth century, may not
choose their own partners; at least, as far as our world is concerned.
I dare say the King has his own views respecting his daughter, and then
when this foolish affair becomes known, as it surely will, we shall
only incur a still larger amount of royal anger than we do at present.
It is too risky a business, and I will be no party to it. Pray let us
drop the subject, Temple; the hour is late, and we had better go to
rest."
"As you will, Doctor, but as sure as I am sitting here I am convinced
that a love affair between Graham and Volinè is our only chance."
"We shall see, Temple. It is playing a dangerous game with our own
lives as well as his own, and I am just as certain that it will end in
disaster."
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