For the moment, at sight of those cylinders, Marlin and I came near
to throwing ourselves toward them regardless of the three, but that
we knew would be suicide, so despite our torturing agony of soul we
waited there in the doorway, gazing desperately toward the cylinders.
And in a moment, as we sought in vain for some way to get to the
nearest of those cylinders, there came a final staccato order from
one of the three Neptunians and at that order the other two turned
and passed through a door in the landing-compartment's side opposite
from us. It was our chance, the chance for which we had hardly dared
to hope even, and no sooner had the two Neptunians disappeared through
the opposite door, the other standing with his eyes following them
for the moment, than Marlin and I had crept out a little bit into the
landing-compartment and then with a great simultaneous leap had shot
through the air toward that remaining Neptunian!
There was no chance for resistance on the creature's part. For even as
we knocked it sidewise with the force of our leap Marlin had grasped
the creature's limbs and with fierce, desperate strength I had with my
clenched fist closed its mouth-opening in that method whose deadliness
had been proved to me in our other battle. The thing threshed wildly,
then it, too, had gone limp, and had collapsed. And in the next instant
Marlin and I were rising from it, were leaping across the compartment
toward the open low door of the nearest great cylinder, from whose
great gleaming upright bulk before us came the throbbing of its
powerful generators. And then, a dozen feet from it, we stopped dead,
and from Marlin came a hoarse cry.
For at that moment there had swept over us, through us, past us, from
the direction of Triton's sunward side across its surface, a band of
intensely brilliant white light, white light that blazed brilliant for
the moment all around us, turning the changeless night of Triton's
dark side around us for the moment into a white and blinding day, and
then sweeping swiftly on, around Triton's surface! It was the great
signal of awakening, the signal for the millions of sleeping Neptunians
about us to awake and change places with the swarming millions upon
the sunward side! And even as that dazzling signal came, as Marlin and
I stood stupefied there for the moment before the looming cylinder's
open door, there came from all around us, from over all the dark
side's great extent and from all its maze of sleep-compartments, a
rising babel of staccato voices, the voices of its awakening Neptunian
millions! Then, before ever we could recover from the stupefaction
that in that instant held us rooted to the spot, there had poured into
the great landing-compartment from the compartments on all sides of it
swarms of hastening Neptunians, swarms of disk-bodied monsters, who in
that moment saw us, uttered as one a sharp great cry of discovery, and
in the next moment were rushing from all sides toward us!
"_The cylinder!_"
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