The gigantic ship had been sinking, and now, suddenly it gave a very unexpected demonstration of Wade's words. It had landed, and Arcot shut off the power. There was a roaring, and the giant ship trembled, rocked, and rolled along a bit. Instantly Arcot drove it into the air. "Whoa--can't do it. The ship will stand it, and won't bend under the load--but the planet won't. We caused a Venone-quake. One of those planetary blocks Wade was talking about slipped under the added strain." Quickly Wade explained that all the planetary blocks were floating, truly floating, and in equilibrium just as a boat must be. The added load had been sufficiently great, so that, with an already extant overload on this particular planetary block, this "boat" had sunk a bit further into the flowage zone, till it was once more at rest and balanced. "They wish us to come out that they may see us, strangers and friends from another Island," interrupted Zezdon Afthen. "Tell them they'd have to scrape us up off the ground, if we attempted it. We come from a world where we weigh about as much as a pebble here," said Wade, grinning at the thought of terrestrians trying to walk on this world. "Don't--tell them we'll be right out," said Arcot sharply. "All of us." Morey and the others all stared at Arcot in amazement. It was utterly impossible! But Zezdon Afthen did as Arcot had asked. Almost immediately, another Morey stepped out of the airlock wearing what was obviously a pressure suit. Behind him came another Wade, Torlos, Stel Felso Theu, and indeed all the members of their party save Arcot himself! The Galactians stared in wonder--then comprehended and laughed together. Arcot had sent artificial matter images of them all! Their images stepped out, and the Venonian crowd which had collected, stared in wonder at the giants, looming twice their height above them. "You see not us, but images of us. We cannot withstand your gravity nor your air pressure, save in the protection of our ship. But these images are true images of us."