In a single glance I saw that the other Neptunian had gripped Marlin
and was crushing him against a corner of the compartment's shelving and
instantly, with a single great leap, I was upon that other monster, had
gained upon it the same throttling grip which I had found was so deadly
to these creatures. In a flash the Neptunian had released his hold upon
Marlin, was whirling me around the compartment, shaking me this way and
that, and wildly attempting to tear itself loose from me, but with the
last of my strength I hung to it, and in a few moments it, too, had
weakened, then had slumped down in a lifeless, grotesque mass. And as
I rose from it I saw that Marlin had staggered up likewise, was coming
toward me. None other of the Neptunians had been aroused by the noise
of our mad combat, because in the first excitement of that combat the
two Neptunians we fought had not thought to cry out, and after I had
gained that throttling hold upon them they could not. So around us the
silent ranks of Neptunians slept on unaroused, their open, glassy eyes
full upon us even in their sleep, while Marlin and I were stumbling
toward the compartment's door.
"On, Hunt!" he whispered hoarsely. "We still have a chance, if we can
find a landing-compartment, can steal one of the cylinders before these
sleeping Neptunians wake!"
Through the next compartment we went, and the next, and the next,
all sleep-compartments, filled with rows of slumbering Neptunians
like those behind us, but in our progress we had come upon no
landing-compartment. And though we knew that such there were here
and there on Triton's dark side, we could not tell, in the darkness
and with the huge walls towering all around us, in what direction
from us they might be. We could but blunder aimlessly on through the
maze of adjoining sleep-compartments in the blind hope that we might
chance upon one of the landing-sections, and as we went on, staggering
in great, irregular leaps through compartment after compartment,
all filled either with masses of sleeping Neptunians or with great
heat-radiating mechanisms, we knew that at any moment might come the
great signal of light that would awaken the hordes around us.
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