So intense was his enthusiasm, that he urged me to descend at once with
him to the many-templed city. But I did not willingly accede; I pointed
out that it would be wiser to hasten back to the submarine, inform
Captain Gavison of what we had seen, and return here--if we returned at
all--in greater numbers than at present. Besides, as I reminded Rawson,
the Captain had ordered us back within twenty-four hours; and, if we
dallied, some mischance might delay us until too late.
Had Rawson but had a dim prevision of the black hours ahead, he would
certainly have accepted my suggestions. But, perversely enough, he
seemed to be almost without his usual fears just when those fears might
have proved most useful. And since of course I could not allow myself
to be outdone in bravery by a mere boy, I had to signify a grudging
assent to his proposal. I must confess, however, that my motives were
not unmixed, for pictures of the iridescent dancing girl kept flitting
before my mind and would give me no peace; and I may have had hopes (I
will not say that I did) of meeting her again in this city of fountains
and palaces.
But not a living creature could be seen stirring in the avenues of that
strange town as Rawson and I began our slow descent. Once or twice we
thought we saw the glimmer of a light or the flash of some moving thing
in the far distance, but we could not be sure; and the silence and the
immobility gave the general effect of a city of the dead. There was
something ghostly about that calm, still atmosphere, something that
might have made me turn back in alarm had it not been for the presence
of Rawson; but there was also something soothingly peaceful, a charmed
quiet that brought to mind the fairy tales I had heard in childhood,
and in particular that enchanted palace where the Sleeping Beauty had
slumbered for a hundred years. Here, I thought, one might dream away
a hundred years or a thousand, and never know that time had passed at
all; here, conceivably, the ancient world might lapse into the modern,
and the modern into the far future without apparent change.
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