"With them we are going to your Earth," he said. "This lolos plant of itself has a power very wonderful. We crush it; and the blood of it taken into our body, sends the mind upon strange and pleasant wanderings." "Evil wanderings," said Eo. A drug! As Brutar further explained, I realized it. And I wondered if this lolos plant--the name of it--sounded thus since to my own mentality it suggested the lotus flower. I think that was so. The blood of this plant was a powerful narcotic. Brutar had been addicted to its use; and his wandering mind had come into the Borderland. He had seen our Earth-realm; gone further until he experienced the sensations of our physical consciousness. Had come back, to gather his followers; to create in quantity the blood of this lolos that all might go to conquer and enjoy this greater realm. Brutar was absorbed in his subject. Listening to him, I had nevertheless noticed that Bee's attention was fixed upon Eo. She was whispering to him. With his sweet, boyish face, he was listening to her, enraptured. He was close beside her, and I saw that he was touching her. Brutar, still talking to me, bent to show me one of the lolos plants. It shrank away from him as though in fear. He frowned; struck it a blow with his hand. His attention momentarily was diverted from us. I heard Eo murmur softly, yet tensely. "You are right--girl. This is evil--I realize it now.... Rob! Hold yourself firm! Stay with me! We will try to escape...." * * * * * I must revert now to Will, Thone and Ala in the Big-City. They had felt Bee's thoughts; they knew we were in danger; Ala had caught just enough to know that we were with Brutar. "We must go," Thone hastily declared. "Try and follow them, Ala.... That Brutar is a mind very powerful for evil." With Will held firmly between them, they swept out into space. To Will it was a dream, a nightmare of mental chaos. Rushing through the dark--through seemingly endless Space for endless Time. But he saw none of the distorted things that I had seen, for he was in friendly hands. A rushing black Nothingness sweeping past. A vague dream of flight; but presently he found his mind clearing. The void was illimitable. But soon it seemed not wholly empty. To one side was a faint glow--an infinite distance away, as though it might have been a nebula gleaming over Space a thousand million Light-years of distance. Or something shining from another Time--eons away. It moved sidewise as they swept along. It glowed, faded, was gone. "We will not go there," Ala murmured. She seemed to shudder. "That is the Realm of Disease. I hope never to go there." Endless Time passing. Or perhaps, as Will was thinking, Time was in abeyance, standing still, non-existent. And Will saw other far-off gleaming patches, like faint drifting star-dust. Soon they were gone. He did not ask what they might be.