"It's getting farther every minute," said the Big Business Man. "Come on," and he started to run towards the ring. "I can't make it. It's too far!" shouted the Doctor after him. The Big Business Man stopped short. "What'll we do?" he asked. "We've got to get there." "That ring will be a mile away in a few minutes, at the rate it's going," said the Very Young Man. "We'll have to get him to move it over here," decided the Doctor, looking up into the air, and pointing. "Gee, I never thought of that!" said the Very Young Man. "Oh, great Scott, look at him!" Out across the broad expanse of handkerchief they could see the huge white face of their friend looming four or five hundred feet in the air above them. It was the most astounding sight their eyes had ever beheld; yet so confused were they by the flood of new impressions to which they were being subjected that this colossal figure added little to their surprise. "We must make him move the ring over here," repeated the Doctor. "You'll never make him hear you," said the Big Business Man, as the Very Young Man began shouting at the top of his voice. "We've got to," said the Very Young Man breathlessly. "Look at that ring. We can't get to it now. We're stranded here. Good Lord! What's the matter with him--can't he see us?" he added, and began shouting again. "He's getting up," said the Doctor. They could see the figure of the Banker towering in the air a thousand feet above the ring, and then with a swoop of his enormous face come down to them as he knelt upon the floor. With his hands to his mouth, the Very Young Man shouted up: "It's too far away. We can't make it--we're too small." They waited. Suddenly, without warning, a great wooden oval bowl fifteen or twenty feet across came at them with tremendous speed. They scattered hastily in terror. "Not that--the ring!" shouted the Very Young Man, as he realized it was the spoon in the Banker's hand that had frightened them. A moment more and the ring was before them, lying at the edge of the handkerchief--a circular pit of rough yellow rock breast high. They ran over to it and climbed upon its top. Another minute and the ring had grown until its top became a narrow curving path upon which they could stand. They got upon their feet and looked around curiously. "Well, we're here," remarked the Very Young Man. "Everything's O.K. so far. Let's get right around after that scratch." "Keep together," cautioned the Doctor, and they started off along the path, following its inner edge. As they progressed, the top of the ring steadily became broader; the surface underfoot became rougher. The Big Business Man, walking nearest the edge, pulled his companion towards him. "Look there!" he said. They stood cautiously at the edge and looked down.