Half a dozen men were standing around Gerry, within the arch of the
gate. They were slight in stature though wiry, with heads a little
larger than normal and exceptionally high foreheads. Their skin bore a
tawny tinge, similar to that of the Amazons of Savissa. Two of them, who
immediately took up posts just inside the glass portals of the gate,
wore a semi-military uniform that included a gilded helmet. The others
wore white cotton tunics and high leather shoes. It suddenly struck
Gerry that this was the first place on Venus that he had visited where
the majority of the citizens did not go heavily armed at all times.
Perhaps it was a good omen.
One of the men stepped forward, a bearded and gray-haired man who bore a
gold-tipped staff.
"I am Gool, chairman of the Council of Elders of Moorn," he said in the
deep voice that Gerry had heard outside. "The Council has decided to see
you at once. You are the first outsider who has been permitted to enter
the city of Moorn--White Queen of the Outer Isles--in countless
generations. It would not have been permitted even now if you had been a
man of this planet. Come with me."
* * * * *
They went up a flight of steps and climbed into a metal car that hung
from an overhead rail supported by columns along the street. Gool
touched a button, and the car shot ahead at high speed along the
overhead mono-rail. The old man, who had settled comfortably back on one
of the upholstered seats, was faintly smiling as he watched Gerry's
face.
"You are puzzled, stranger?" he asked at last.
"Yes. There seemed to be nothing on the plain but a lot of holes bored
in the rock, and now...."
"And now you find yourself in the city of Moorn," Gool said. "A
knowledge of dimensional control is one of the reasons why we of this
city have lived in peace and safety for so many centuries while the rest
of the planet is torn by constant wars."
"Dimensional control?" Gerry said slowly. Gool nodded.
"Yes. It is hard to put it into language that will be clear to one who
has no knowledge of our science. Perhaps I can explain it by saying that
the human eye is a three-dimensional organism, and therefore capable of
perceiving only things that fall into that same category. There are a
great many things in the universe, some of the greatest importance, that
the ordinary man's senses are incapable of perceiving. We have learned
how to cast a protective screen of fourth-dimension rays about our city,
and the effect is that it becomes completely invisible to the human eye.
Do I make myself clear?"
"Not entirely," Gerry grinned. "But I do know that your screen works!
But, since your science is so far ahead of the other people of Venus,
why don't you rule the entire planet?"
"The other races are all barbarians," Gool said with a sort of
disdainful gravity. "We prefer to live here in our peaceful isolation
and not bother with them. That is an essential part of our philosophy."
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