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I
had
come
right
through
them
in
vast
flying
strides
,
they
were
all
behind
me
,
and
running
hither
and
thither
to
hide
.
I
felt
an
enormous
astonishment
at
the
evaporation
of
the
great
fight
into
which
I
had
hurled
myself
,
and
not
a
little
exultation
.
It
did
not
seem
to
me
that
I
had
discovered
the
Selenites
were
unexpectedly
flimsy
,
but
that
I
was
unexpectedly
strong
.
I
laughed
stupidly
.
This
fantastic
moon
!
I
glanced
for
a
moment
at
the
smashed
and
writhing
bodies
that
were
scattered
over
the
cavern
floor
,
with
a
vague
idea
of
further
violence
,
then
hurried
on
after
Cavor
.
Presently
we
saw
that
the
cavern
before
us
opened
upon
a
hazy
void
.
In
another
moment
we
had
emerged
upon
a
sort
of
slanting
gallery
,
that
projected
into
a
vast
circular
space
,
a
huge
cylindrical
pit
running
vertically
up
and
down
.
Round
this
pit
the
slanting
gallery
ran
without
any
parapet
or
protection
for
a
turn
and
a
half
,
and
then
plunged
high
above
into
the
rock
again
.
Somehow
it
reminded
me
then
of
one
of
those
spiral
turns
of
the
railway
through
the
Saint
Gothard
.
It
was
all
tremendously
huge
.
I
can
scarcely
hope
to
convey
to
you
the
Titanic
proportion
of
all
that
place
,
the
Titanic
effect
of
it
.
Our
eyes
followed
up
the
vast
declivity
of
the
pit
wall
,
and
overhead
and
far
above
we
beheld
a
round
opening
set
with
faint
stars
,
and
half
of
the
lip
about
it
well
nigh
blinding
with
the
white
light
of
the
sun
.
At
that
we
cried
aloud
simultaneously
.
"
Come
on
!
"
I
said
,
leading
the
way
.
"
But
there
?
"
said
Cavor
,
and
very
carefully
stepped
nearer
the
edge
of
the
gallery
.
I
followed
his
example
,
and
craned
forward
and
looked
down
,
but
I
was
dazzled
by
that
gleam
of
light
above
,
and
I
could
see
only
a
bottomless
darkness
with
spectral
patches
of
crimson
and
purple
floating
therein
.
Yet
if
I
could
not
see
,
I
could
hear
.
Out
of
this
darkness
came
a
sound
,
a
sound
like
the
angry
hum
one
can
hear
if
one
puts
one
's
ear
outside
a
hive
of
bees
,
a
sound
out
of
that
enormous
hollow
,
it
may
be
,
four
miles
beneath
our
feet
...
For
a
moment
I
listened
,
then
tightened
my
grip
on
my
crowbar
,
and
led
the
way
up
the
gallery
.
"
This
must
be
the
shaft
we
looked
down
upon
,
"
said
Cavor
.
"
Under
that
lid
.
"
"
And
below
there
,
is
where
we
saw
the
lights
.
"
"
The
lights
!
"
said
he
.
"
Yes
--
the
lights
of
the
world
that
now
we
shall
never
see
.
"
