As Powart spoke, he was eyeing the door and nodding permission for an attendant to enter. The man stepped obsequiously forward and presented a message, for all the world like any ordinary aerogram. Powart opened it while his uncle signed. The chairman gave a low whistle of surprise. "Mona had an accident with her flier, a little while ago, and was rescued by "--he looked closer at the aerogram--"a chap named Fort. She is now recuperating on board the Cobulus." The tall man took the message and read it himself, while Powart glanced about the room. Van Emmon caught a glimpse of a clock, and he noted the pendulum especially. But before he could learn anything further, Dr. Kinney's hand jerked as before, and the gong rang. The four awakened. They had been "visiting" over an hour. VII A WORLD BECALMED "I think we have learned enough to form some general conclusions," said the doctor, after the four had told what each had heard and seen. "Van Emmon's friend, Powart, seems to be anything but a democrat. He probably represents the most aristocratic element on the planet; while this man Fort, who rescued the girl, is also probably a member of the leisure class. "On the other hand, we have Smith's agent, whose name we do not know; he seems to be one of the working class, which Powart despises. The two are at opposite ends of the social scale. Young Ernol, whose father is in trouble, appears to be a rising young revolutionist. "But Mona--to use the name Powart gave his fiancee--Billie's surgeon--the girl whose life Fort saved--she is not so easy to classify. On the earth we would call her occupation a middle-class one; but that remark she made about people being cattle gives me the impression that she is an aristocrat at heart. I call her a mystery, for the time being. "As for the planet itself--of course, the people simply refer to it as the earth, or some term which translates that way to us. We need a name for it. What shall we call her--this daughter of Capella's?" "Capellette," from Billie promptly. "Fine!" The other two looked their approval. "Now, we are ready to analyze things. What shall we say of her people in general?" "Speaking for my surgeon," observed Billie, "doesn't she argue a rather high degree of development?" The others were plainly willing for the doctor to take the lead. He rubbed his knuckles harder than ever as he considered Billie's suggestion. "A higher degree of development? H-m! Not easy to say. Safer to assume that the development is higher in spots, not in general. Perhaps we'll do well to consider other things first. "Take those two clocks, for instance. The one that I saw had a pendulum of ordinary length, which vibrated twice as fast as that"--indicating an astronomical clock at his side. "What about the time-piece you saw, Van?" "Twenty-five-hour dial, and a pendulum of the usual length, same as yours. But--it vibrated no faster than any I ever saw before."