The GIANT WORLD By RAY CUMMINGS NOTE--This: serial, while complete in itself, is a sequel to _Explorers Into Infinity_, which narrated the previous adventures of Brett and Martt on the distant world. The story appeared in WEIRD TALES for last April, May and June. [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Weird Tales January, February, March 1928.] CONTENTS 1 THE SUMMONS 2 STOLEN INTO SMALLNESS 3 THE THING IN THE FOG 4 THE WILD NIGHT RIDE 5 CLIMBING INTO LARGENESS UNFATHOMABLE 6 THE BLOOD-RED DAY 7 THE FIGHT ON THE PARAPET 8 YOUTH! _CHAPTER 1_ THE SUMMONS I was startled. Yet I think that I subconsciously I was prepared for it; expecting it. The little cylinder flipped out of its tube and dropped on my desk before me. My name was on it, glowing with tiny luminous letters: _Frank Elgon, Interplanetary Mails, Division 4, Great-New York_. It looked just like any other Departmental message cylinder. But instinctively I knew it was not; and my heart was beating fast as I clicked it open. Relayed through Code Headquarters. I saw that on the small rolled tape inside. And saw the signature, Dr. Gryce. It should not have been startling, but my fingers were trembling as I unrolled the tape and hooked it into the automatic decoder. And I stood gripping my chair as the line of English letters pricked themselves on the blank white sheet at which I was staring: "Frank--I can not bear it any longer. We must go--we must find Brett at any cost. Will you stand by us? Come at once. Hurry. DR. GRYCE." My mind leaped back. I sat at my desk staring blankly, while in the office around me all the bustling activity of the accursed Interplanetary Mails faded before the surging visions of my memory. It was four years since that other momentous day when Dr. Gryce had sent for me. And I had gone to him; and listened amazed at his weird, fantastic theories. Our sun, planets, and stars--all the vastness of the star-filled heavens, he had told me then--were but the infinite smallness of a greater world. All this that we call our Celestial Universe was no more than an atom--of the giant world encompassing it. Fantasy! Yet it had proved sober, tragic fact. Tragic, because Dr. Gryce's older son, Brett, had gone out there to that giant world. Gone, and never returned. Nor been heard from; four years now, while old Dr. Gryce at the end of his life waited despairingly.