“There is one who has scraped together all the ash and litter of the
burning, and it has flamed up afresh.”
I changed to the breast-stroke, and she sank to three feet under the
surface, as I answered, “I suppose they will make an end of it entirely.
Is it because of the Forbidden Thing, and do they, I wonder, wrongly
blame the Killers for using it?
“I cannot understand why they should object to fire so strongly. In the
world from which I come there are so many inventions less useful and
with greater potentialities of mischief; and their own works show that
their engineering skill and practice is advanced beyond the knowledge of
my contemporaries.”
She answered, “Perhaps it is only that they do not wish the creatures
that they allow to live on the surface to develop knowledge. I can only
guess, as you can. But we are likely to learn many things before the
next dawn comes, though we shall not see it.”
I did not answer, for a trailing growth of water-weed had caught my left
leg, and I kicked free with difficulty. The next moment I was surrounded
by the floating growth, and I was some moments under water before I
could release myself sufficiently to continue.
My companion regarded me with the merriment which my bodily difficulties
always prompted, only now it was more irrepressible, because she was
intoxicated by the joyous freedom that the water gave her, after so long
an absence.
“Is it really so,” she asked, “that if you were below the surface for
more than a few moments your body would become useless beyond repair,
and you would die out of it entirely? and did you know this when you
offered to swim so far across the surface?”
“It is true enough,” I answered, “but I have no intention of drowning.
In my world, we live dangerously in many ways, and when there is
sufficient necessity we take such risks as we must, and we have contempt
for those who will not take them.”
“It is very well,” she replied, with a mocking gaiety of mind which
would not quieten, “but the contempt of your fellow-men is a somewhat
distant eventuality; and as I desire your company when we invade the
tunnel of the Dwellers, I hope you may decide that the risk will still
be sufficient if you swim in some other direction.”
I replied, “I am swimming to the nearest point at which we can land, and
at the best pace I can. I do not know what better I can do, unless I am
to sink to the bottom. But if you can give me any reason why I should
not swim in this direction I shall be glad to have it.”
She said, “I can give you two, and they are both rather good ones. Let
me show you them as I see them.”
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