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I
rubbed
my
eyes
,
doubting
whether
we
had
not
slept
and
dreamt
these
things
by
reason
of
the
fungus
we
had
eaten
,
and
suddenly
discovered
the
blood
upon
my
face
,
and
then
that
my
shirt
was
sticking
painfully
to
my
shoulder
and
arm
.
"
Confound
it
!
"
I
said
,
gauging
my
injuries
with
an
investigatory
hand
,
and
suddenly
that
distant
tunnel
mouth
became
,
as
it
were
,
a
watching
eye
.
"
Cavor
!
"
I
said
;
"
what
are
they
going
to
do
now
?
And
what
are
we
going
to
do
?
"
He
shook
his
head
,
with
his
eyes
fixed
upon
the
tunnel
.
"
How
can
one
tell
what
they
will
do
?
"
"
It
depends
on
what
they
think
of
us
,
and
I
do
n't
see
how
we
can
begin
to
guess
that
.
And
it
depends
upon
what
they
have
in
reserve
.
It
's
as
you
say
,
Cavor
,
we
have
touched
the
merest
outside
of
this
world
.
They
may
have
all
sorts
of
things
inside
here
.
Even
with
those
shooting
things
they
might
make
it
bad
for
us
...
"
Yet
after
all
,
"
I
said
,
"
even
if
we
do
n't
find
the
sphere
at
once
,
there
is
a
chance
for
us
.
We
might
hold
out
.
Even
through
the
night
.
We
might
go
down
there
again
and
make
a
fight
for
it
.
"
I
stared
about
me
with
speculative
eyes
.
The
character
of
the
scenery
had
altered
altogether
by
reason
of
the
enormous
growth
and
subsequent
drying
of
the
scrub
.
The
crest
on
which
we
sat
was
high
,
and
commanded
a
wide
prospect
of
the
crater
landscape
,
and
we
saw
it
now
all
sere
and
dry
in
the
late
autumn
of
the
lunar
afternoon
.
Rising
one
behind
the
other
were
long
slopes
and
fields
of
trampled
brown
where
the
mooncalves
had
pastured
,
and
far
away
in
the
full
blaze
of
the
sun
a
drove
of
them
basked
slumberously
,
scattered
shapes
,
each
with
a
blot
of
shadow
against
it
like
sheep
on
the
side
of
a
down
.
But
never
a
sign
of
a
Selenite
was
to
be
seen
.
Whether
they
had
fled
on
our
emergence
from
the
interior
passages
,
or
whether
they
were
accustomed
to
retire
after
driving
out
the
mooncalves
,
I
can
not
guess
.
At
the
time
I
believed
the
former
was
the
case
.
"
If
we
were
to
set
fire
to
all
this
stuff
,
"
I
said
,
"
we
might
find
the
sphere
among
the
ashes
.
"
Cavor
did
not
seem
to
hear
me
.
He
was
peering
under
his
hand
at
the
stars
,
that
still
,
in
spite
of
the
intense
sunlight
,
were
abundantly
visible
in
the
sky
.
"
How
long
do
you
think
we
've
have
been
here
?
"
he
asked
at
last
.
