The first man spoke to me in a stern, commanding voice, but I shook my
head to indicate that I could not understand; then he pressed the point
of his weapon against my coveralls, opposite the pit of my stomach, and
jabbed. I backed away. He advanced and jabbed at me again, and again I
backed along the causeway. Now the other two men advanced and the three
of them fell to examining me, meanwhile talking among themselves.
I could see them better now. They were about my own height and in every
detail of their visible anatomy they appeared identical with terrestrial
human beings, nor was a great deal left to my imagination—the men were
almost naked. They wore loincloths and little else other than the belts
that supported the scabbards of their swords. Their skins appeared to be
much darker than mine, but not so dark as a negro’s, and their faces
were smooth and handsome.
Several times one or another of them addressed me and I always replied,
but neither understood what the other said. Finally, after a lengthy
discussion, one of them reëntered the opening in the tree and a moment
later I saw the interior of a chamber, just within the doorway,
illuminated; then one of the two remaining men motioned me forward and
pointed toward the doorway.
Understanding that he wished me to enter, I stepped forward, and, as I
passed them, they kept their sword points against my body—they were
taking no chances with me. The other man awaited me in the center of a
large room hewn from the interior of the great tree. Beyond him were
other doorways leading from this room, doubtless into other apartments.
There were chairs and a table in the room; the walls were carved and
painted; there was a large rug upon the floor; from a small vessel
depending from the center of the ceiling a soft light illuminated the
interior as brightly as might sunlight flooding through an open window,
but there was no glare.
The other men had entered and closed the door, which they fastened by a
device that was not apparent to me at the time; then one of them pointed
to a chair and motioned me to be seated. Under the bright light they
examined me intently, and I them. My clothing appeared to puzzle them
most; they examined and discussed its material, texture, and weave, if I
could judge correctly by their gestures and inflections.
Finding the heat unendurable in my fleece-lined coveralls, I removed
them and my leather coat and polo shirt. Each newly revealed article
aroused their curiosity and comment. My light skin and blond hair also
received their speculative attention.
Presently one of them left the chamber, and while he was absent another
removed the various articles that had lain upon the table. These
consisted of what I took to be books bound in wooden and in leather
covers, several ornaments, and a dagger in a beautifully wrought sheath.
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