"What happened?" Wilmer Payton asked of no one in particular as he hauled Peggy Wilson to her feet. The girl was biting her lip, trying hard to be brave. "The elevator must have fallen. It's a wonder we weren't all killed!" They agreed. All save Fleming Carter who was looking around with bright interest. "It seems to me that we are no longer in the elevator." Walter Maltby's jaw dropped. "No longer in the--" "This is a somewhat larger area. And I fail to see any walls. Also, the ceiling seems to have vanished." The other three gazed about in shocked silence and the truth of Fleming Carter's statements dawned on them. No walls, no ceiling. Nothing but hard earth under their feet and a high blue sky above. "Why we're out--out in the country!" Peggy Wilson babbled. "I agree," Fleming Carter said. "But let's not get panicky. We are still alive and unhurt." "But I don't understand it," Walter Maltby said, plaintively. "I just don't understand it." Fleming Carter regarded the little man with pity. No Jenny around to reassure the little man with her domineering bulk. Carter knew as a matter of course that Jenny would be both bulky and domineering. Carter looked about him. They were out in open country--that was obvious. There was a huge sun and a huge blue sky and huge clouds floating overhead. Everything in place but something very wrong. Things were just too big. That was it, Carter told himself. The size of this new world was far out of proportion to the size of him and his new friends. They were all standing in coarse grass that reached their knees--high grass--but Carter realized instantly that the grass was not high. They themselves were short! * * * * * Wilmer Payton, holding Peggy Wilson in the crook of one arm, looked about through eyes that obviously sent no intelligent messages to his brain. He turned them on Carter and said, "I don't get any of this." "I think I know what happened," Carter said. This even caught the interest of Walter Maltby who was wondering what Jenny would have to say about his not arriving home on schedule. "What _did_ happen?" "We've fallen--or were snatched--through some sort of a space-time warp." Wilmer Payton gaped idiotically and said, "We did _which_ through a _what_?" Fleming Carter seemed not to hear. He was staring pensively at the thick blades of grass that brushed his knees. "There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio--" he mused. "There ain't nobody here named Horatio," Wilmer said sullenly.