Her skin was soft, smooth, and white, with coral pink and red flush to
it. He found her eyes light green; but apparently changing in their
shade. A trifle tinted very pale green over the white eyeball. The tiny
capillaries on the eyeball were pale coral pink rather than red. The
pupils, with a deep green light in them, were overlarge, but shrank
suddenly at the slightest light, and suffused readily with moisture.
Her eyelids were thin as a delicate coral veil, with curving lashes,
long and thick and tawny.
He found her apparently intelligent, shy and gentle. Of human stock;
but different from ourselves in a score of details which he set down. A
slightly rounder skull-shape; broader hips and higher breasts. Fingers
and toes slimmer and longer. The skin connecting the fingers and toes
crossed nearly at the middle joint, suggesting a closer heritage to a
time when a membrane might have been there, making the members webbed.
He found her chest high and deep, with a proportionately greater
lung-capacity than ours. Her breath, he surmised, could without undue
discomfort, be held for at least five minutes while under water.
A human specimen of wholly different stock from any of our known
earthly races. A civilization advanced as far perhaps, as our own; but
obviously in a different direction. It was, he wrote down, as though on
the great family tree of mankind, this were a blossom on a different
branch and a wholly different limb.
He felt, when the case were closely studied, that evidence would be
found to show that this was the parent stock of earth-humanity. Itself
risen directly from the creatures of the sea. That from this stock, it
was we who branched off, to leave the depths, ascend to the air and the
land and sunlight and rise through the primates into what now we were
pleased to call Man.
Dr. Plantet was very enthusiastic over Nereid. With scientific zeal he
looked eagerly forward to the moment when he would present her to the
study of our world-scientists. I remarked Arturo’s strange expression
as his father said that.
On the late afternoon of August 16, we were just south of Ocean and
Midway Islands, those extreme northwestern outposts of the Hawaiians.
It was then Arturo told us what little we were to know of those things
he had learned from Nereid.
We gathered in the stern chart-room; the Dolphin lay awash on the
surface of a placid sea. With sudden decision Arturo brought Nereid in
to join us. He shaded the light carefully for her and in the gloom of a
corner of the floor, she sat watching us.
It was one of the few times I had seen her. I noticed with what a
quiet dignity she came in, following Arturo’s guiding hand; and with
what intent, alert intelligence she sat watching and listening. She
did not speak; but once or twice I saw her nod with confirmation of
Arturo’s words.
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