Adventure stories; Long Island (N.Y.) -- Fiction; Mystery fiction; Pteranodon -- Fiction
“For a moment I was paralysed with alarm. I make no concealment or
palliation of the emotion. As it seemed, without volition, I then
leaped backward, and ran toward the end of the lake. Thus I avoided the
advancing object, but only to run into further danger (if danger there
was), for I heard another crackling noise of passage, and this time
dimly saw in the void a great body pass swiftly above my head. Of the
dimensions or shape of this phenomenon I can give no accurate
description; but it seemed larger and of more solid bulk than any bird
known to me as inhabiting this locality, and its movement suggested
rather a skimming progress, borne by the wind, than a measured flight.
Throwing myself upon the ground to avoid its notice, I remained until a
heavy splash told of its having reached the lake. Then I rose and ran.
“With my first exhaustion of breath came reason. I turned, and while
one hardly can answer for his own performances, I intended to return
and investigate, for shame burned hot within me. Indeed, I already had
retraced my steps for perhaps a hundred feet when there burst upon me a
rain-squall so furious that I lost my way completely and was soon
floundering in the edge of the lake. Realising my helplessness in this
onslaught of the elements, I set out for home, and after an hour’s
wandering, according to my estimate, reached Third House at ten minutes
past eleven.
“Conclusions: That the two objects were presumably a pair of living
creatures; that they were either in a state of panic flight, or were
water-creatures hastening to refuge, since at least one of them
terminated its course in the lake; that they probably were the same
creatures whose presence has been noted overhead previously by myself,
Mr. Haynes, Mr. Everard Colton and others.
“Query: What relation, if any, do they bear to the death of the sheep
on the beach and of the sailor Petersen?”
Professor Ravenden laid his manuscript on the table and looked at his
auditors. Haynes had been making notes. Colton sat in rapt attention.
Each drew a long breath as the reading closed, and the professor said:
“Gentlemen, have you any suggestions that will throw light upon these
phenomena?”
Colton spoke first. “You suggested, before, an air-craft of some kind,
perhaps in joke.”
“Partly,” agreed the professor. “But these were by no means large
enough. Air-ships, as you doubtless are aware, are of vast extent.”
“Besides, they usually don’t travel in pairs,” said Haynes. “You can
locate the spot where you saw the things, I suppose, Professor?”
“Approximately.”
“Then let’s start at once,” said the reporter, rising.
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