We have lowered over the city to within five hundred feet, then we went back up to fifteen hundred feet. Turns were executed so easily that we did not realize they were being made. The pilot isn't wearing any headgear and he tells us that none of their pilots wear such things, explaining they observe and fly only by their instruments at all times. At fifteen hundred feet altitude the ship was stopped. As she is hovering in space, these propellers or stabilizers underneath the ship are operating, but we can't hear them. Now they have opened up a hatch, as we might call it, from within. This hatch is square and around it are four chairs on each side. We were all invited to be seated in these chairs. The hatch itself is a box-like affair containing a set of adjustable lenses operated on the same principle as that used in focusing binoculars. These are large enough so that all who may be seated in the chairs around the hatch can see through it equally well. As the ship remains suspended in air, we are shown a panorama of the whole city. It has been brought right up to us, you might say. So clear is the view that one of the men spotted someone he knew coming out of a building and called him by name to us. We can see the people on the street as though we were looking at them out of a second story window. Our Martonian friends tell us that all their ships have this apparatus, and should they come into a strange place, this is the way they would observe it first before landing. They would definitely know from this altitude whether the people they were about to meet would be friendly towards them or not. Beneath the ship is a little apparatus, with a receiver in the ship. This they now turn on and through it we can hear people talking and what they are saying. For instance, there is a man on the street talking and pointing to the ship. We see this through the hatch, while through the receiver we hear what he is saying. We do not understand his words, but the pilot does. "But," George wanted to know, "how about a place whose people you would not understand?" One of the scientists answered, "that is easy. It matters not what the language, we would study the vibration of their sound. For the sound of everything carries its own vibration in different pitches for different meanings. Here we have another machine that does that work for us," and he turned on this other machine. Then he gave us a sort of lesson as to its workings and the interpretation of them.