"My silly little Dianne--you almost love me!" He was quizzically
ironical. "Almost, but not quite! But that--all in good time I will
correct it. Just now we have more important things to worry us."
"Yes," she murmured. "Togaro, you are hurting me."
"Hurting you? I am not touching you!"
"Hurting me--with your threat against my world."
"How strange a way to say it! Hurting you! Which world do you mean I
threaten? Why, Dianne, I threaten all worlds!"
He said it boastfully, but with complete irony. "You know that, Dianne.
I am as you once told me, the great heartless fiend. The incarnate
devil--is that the way you say it in English? The heartless, murderous
Togaro. Ah, but not concerning you, little Dianne. My heart is very
full of love for you."
She surprised me, and him equally, by retorting vehemently,
"That is a lie! You love yourself--you are in love with your own dream
of conquest. Not in love with me! Filled with desire for me? Not very
much, Togaro! Enough to make you want to hold me here, amuse yourself
with dallying--because you think you are a very great lover. But
your greatest desire is to murder! To kill! To destroy your fellow
creatures--and you ask me to try to love you."
He put his arm around her again, but she flung him away. He laughed.
"Masterful little woman--a fit mate for Togaro, master of the earth.
Would you not say it so, Dianne? You have used all your words and have
none left? But if you will not talk, at least you will stand here with
me and look out of the window. See, we have come above the island trees
now."
They stood silent, gazing. From down by the floor I could see nothing.
Then along the wall I noticed where a translucent pane came to the
floor to join a floor window. It was dark over there. I ran; and found
a jutting edge of casement around which I could peer and see out. It
occurred to me that with Togaro and Dianne absorbed, with their backs
to the cabin, I might now get large. But the guard had not relaxed.
I stared through the window. We were a gigantic ship now. Our growth
was spreading us over the island. I gazed down from a height at the
small island trees; they were being mashed beneath us as we grew. The
island's hill was near by; we shoved our way at it.
The island was dwindling beneath us. Then Togaro called an order. I
could hear the echoes of it being relayed to the control room. The ship
lifted; moved away from the tiny island, and settled on the water. I
saw on the island some of Togaro's men growing to giants.
The red light of dawn was in the sky. It was the scene Drake, Ahlma
and Alt were witnessing as they stood by the palace. Our size-changing
current went off. We lay, a monstrous vehicle, with shallow water all
around us, and a tiny green island near by.
I heard Togaro say:
"We are not floating, Dianne. See, the water is so shallow, we are
grounded upon the bottom. The curve of this little earth is already
apparent beneath us--the ends of our ship are in the air."
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