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"
Do
n't
move
,
"
he
exclaimed
,
at
some
suggestion
of
a
gesture
.
"
Let
your
muscles
keep
quite
lax
--
as
if
you
were
in
bed
.
We
are
in
a
little
universe
of
our
own
.
Look
at
those
things
!
"
He
pointed
to
the
loose
cases
and
bundles
that
had
been
lying
on
the
blankets
in
the
bottom
of
the
sphere
.
I
was
astonished
to
see
that
they
were
floating
now
nearly
a
foot
from
the
spherical
wall
.
Then
I
saw
from
his
shadow
that
Cavor
was
no
longer
leaning
against
the
glass
.
I
thrust
out
my
hand
behind
me
,
and
found
that
I
too
was
suspended
in
space
,
clear
of
the
glass
.
I
did
not
cry
out
nor
gesticulate
,
but
fear
came
upon
me
.
It
was
like
being
held
and
lifted
by
something
--
you
know
not
what
.
The
mere
touch
of
my
hand
against
the
glass
moved
me
rapidly
.
I
understood
what
had
happened
,
but
that
did
not
prevent
my
being
afraid
.
We
were
cut
off
from
all
exterior
gravitation
,
only
the
attraction
of
objects
within
our
sphere
had
effect
.
Consequently
everything
that
was
not
fixed
to
the
glass
was
falling
--
slowly
because
of
the
slightness
of
our
masses
--
towards
the
centre
of
gravity
of
our
little
world
,
which
seemed
to
be
somewhere
about
the
middle
of
the
sphere
,
but
rather
nearer
to
myself
than
Cavor
,
on
account
of
my
greater
weight
.
"
We
must
turn
round
,
"
said
Cavor
,
"
and
float
back
to
back
,
with
the
things
between
us
.
"
It
was
the
strangest
sensation
conceivable
,
floating
thus
loosely
in
space
,
at
first
indeed
horribly
strange
,
and
when
the
horror
passed
,
not
disagreeable
at
all
,
exceeding
restful
;
indeed
,
the
nearest
thing
in
earthly
experience
to
it
that
I
know
is
lying
on
a
very
thick
,
soft
feather
bed
.
But
the
quality
of
utter
detachment
and
independence
!
I
had
not
reckoned
on
things
like
this
.
I
had
expected
a
violent
jerk
at
starting
,
a
giddy
sense
of
speed
.
Instead
I
felt
--
as
if
I
were
disembodied
.
It
was
not
like
the
beginning
of
a
journey
;
it
was
like
the
beginning
of
a
dream
.
Presently
Cavor
extinguished
the
light
.
He
said
we
had
not
overmuch
energy
stored
,
and
that
what
we
had
we
must
economise
for
reading
.
For
a
time
,
whether
it
was
long
or
short
I
do
not
know
,
there
was
nothing
but
blank
darkness
.
A
question
floated
up
out
of
the
void
.
"
How
are
we
pointing
?
"
I
said
.
"
What
is
our
direction
?
"
"
We
are
flying
away
from
the
earth
at
a
tangent
,
and
as
the
moon
is
near
her
third
quarter
we
are
going
somewhere
towards
her
.
I
will
open
a
blind
--
"
Came
a
click
,
and
then
a
window
in
the
outer
case
yawned
open
.
The
sky
outside
was
as
black
as
the
darkness
within
the
sphere
,
but
the
shape
of
the
open
window
was
marked
by
an
infinite
number
of
stars
.
Those
who
have
only
seen
the
starry
sky
from
the
earth
can
not
imagine
its
appearance
when
the
vague
,
half
luminous
veil
of
our
air
has
been
withdrawn
.
The
stars
we
see
on
earth
are
the
mere
scattered
survivors
that
penetrate
our
misty
atmosphere
.
But
now
at
last
I
could
realise
the
meaning
of
the
hosts
of
heaven
!
