Talbot laughed incredulously. The walls of the room were smooth, and
hard to the touch. "They're as solid as concrete," he said.
"But cut like cheese under a steel blade. I found that out. Watch."
To Talbot's amazement the point of the penknife sank into the wall and
in a moment a section of it was gouged out. The professor said tensely,
"I've been months in this place, been taken back and forth, and know
the lay of the land. This room is in a great building that houses the
laboratory from which the attack against earth is being launched. Would
you believe it, only the great scientist who picked up my messages and
helped me perfect my invention, and a few of his assistants, are
concerned in that attack, and they will be congregated at the machines.
Follow me, and whatever I command, do it promptly."
The Professor had been working feverishly as he spoke, and now he and
Talbot crawled through the hole he had made in the wall and found
themselves in a long gloomy corridor. "Quick," Reubens whispered.
They darted down the passageway. Talbot had only time to see that the
gleaming sides of the corridor were beveled and etched with strange
designs, before they came to its end and where a curious device like a
huge five-pointed star was revolving noiselessly, half sunk in a great
hole in the floor. Without hesitation the Professor stepped onto one of
the flat-tipped star-points as it came level with where they stood and
Talbot did the same. Up, turned the star-point, to a dizzy height, and
over, but the tip swung on ball-bearings, maintaining its passengers in
a perpendicular position, and from its highest point of elevation
descended to another floor far below, where they disembarked.
The huge revolving star-wheel was nothing but an ingenious movable
staircase. But the Professor gave Talbot no time to marvel, nor did the
latter try to linger. The corridor below was wider, more richly beveled
and carved, and the statue of an heroic bird stood perched in the
center of it. The lighting was soft and mellow, but Talbot could
perceive no windows or globes. Suddenly from an open doorway hopped a
bird. There was no chance to avoid it. Its wings were spread and from
its parted bill came a harsh cry, "Toc-toc, toc-toc!"
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