Extraterrestrial beings -- Fiction; Science fiction, English; Space flight to Mars -- Fiction
Outside we could hear that something unusual was taking place. The
heavy tramp of troops echoed from the distance in muffled tones;
trumpet blasts at intervals sounded afar off, as if an army was being
marshalled; and from time to time the noise of hurrying feet was heard
in the corridor outside. For the first time Kaosp failed to visit us.
New guards came attending the servants that brought us our morning
meal. We were all too excited to eat, and the dishes were taken away
almost untouched.
"One last word to you all," said the Doctor. "Whatever may be the
result of this trial, be sure not to exhibit any anger. It will be no
time, nor place, to strike for freedom in yonder Hall of Justice; for
such could only end in failure. Keep cool, I implore you, whatever the
decision may be. We must wait and watch our opportunity."
A few minutes before ten o'clock our prison doors were opened, and
we were commanded by Kaosp and the guards to follow them. We went in
single file, our dog bringing up the rear, passing along the corridors,
which were lined with Martial troops on either side, through doorway
after doorway until we reached an ante-room which we had not visited
before. Here we were detained for a few moments; then, amidst a fanfare
of trumpets, we passed onward and entered the Great Hall of Justice.
The brilliant scene was much the same as on our previous visit, but
more solemnity seemed to pervade the vast gathering. We heard the hum
of voices before we reached the Hall; but as we entered a great silence
fell upon the assembled throng, and every eye was turned towards us as
we slowly wended our way to the platform, and stepped one by one upon
it. A hundred thousand Martials of both sexes, and apparently of the
highest grade of society, filled that vast Hall; and from the tumult
we could hear outside, as many more must have been clustering round in
eager curiosity. The King and his ministers sat in their old places,
and below them were a hundred scribes, whose business appeared to be to
take down in writing all that was said. We noticed more soldiers than
before, and the guard immediately surrounding us had been considerably
augmented.
Directly we got upon the platform, Graham's eyes wandered round the
circle where the King and his ministers sat. His search was for Volinè;
but his quest was vain, for the luxurious throne upon which she had
reclined was empty. The vacant seat was the last drop in the cup of his
bitterness, and his face reflected the great sorrow that ate like a
canker into his heart. Deserted and lonely, even more so than we were,
his sufferings were deeper than those of his comrades, and he faced his
judges like one in a dream.
The proceedings were commenced at once by the King, who from his throne
commanded that the evidence against us should be given. The same aged
minister, amid a deathlike silence, rose, and, bowing to the King,
arraigned us thus:
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