CHAPTER XVI
Space-Rovers
Before us Earth and its little moon gleamed brilliant in the blackness
of space when our five hundred space-fliers shot in toward them once
again, days later. Again we four held our familiar positions in the
four control-chairs of our space-flier, and again Marlin and Randall
and Whitely were gazing forth with me as at the head of those massed
space-fliers we moved in with slowing speed. It had been for a score
of days that we had reeled back through the solar system from Neptune,
from its edge, had reeled back from the border line of that vast void
of space, in which Triton long days before had become invisible,
hurtling out into that void forever. Past perilous Saturn, and past
mighty Jupiter, and through the dangers of the asteroidal belt and past
red Mars once more we had sped, within us only a strange sick desire
for Earth once more; that Earth which we knew, would be shaken even now
with unimaginable rejoicings as its peoples saw the acceleration of the
sun's spin that had menaced all our universe halted at last with the
hurling forth of Triton days before. And now, as we sped in at last
toward Earth, it was in mutual silence that we gazed ahead.
Once again the outlines of Earth's great continents were coming clear
to our eyes as we shot nearer, and once again, now, we were heading
toward that side of it that lay in shade, in night, toward the North
American continent, to hover out from it, over it, and then to drop
down toward it, down through the darkness of Earth's night toward New
York. Again beneath us Earth's surface was widening to a vast dark
plain as we sank down toward it, and then again through the darkness
we had seen, beneath us, the gleaming lights of New York, and were
sinking lower toward them. Down--down--until New York stretched beneath
us but one colossal bed of brilliance, one vast mass of blazing lights
above which there flashed to and fro the innumerable brilliantly-lit
aircraft like countless shuttles of light, the giant World Government
Building and all the colossal buildings that stretched far away around
it burning with unequalled brilliance, and their roofs and the ways
between them thronged once more with crowds, such crowds as never yet
had the mighty city seen.
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