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"
That
's
easy
,
"
he
said
,
and
set
about
proving
it
.
He
produced
a
big
piece
of
crumpled
paper
from
the
bale
,
lit
it
,
and
thrust
it
hastily
through
the
man-hole
valve
.
I
bent
forward
and
peered
down
through
the
thick
glass
for
its
appearance
outside
,
that
little
flame
on
whose
evidence
depended
so
much
!
I
saw
the
paper
drop
out
and
lie
lightly
upon
the
snow
.
The
pink
flame
of
its
burning
vanished
.
For
an
instant
it
seemed
to
be
extinguished
.
And
then
I
saw
a
little
blue
tongue
upon
the
edge
of
it
that
trembled
,
and
crept
,
and
spread
!
Quietly
the
whole
sheet
,
save
where
it
lay
in
immediate
contact
with
the
snow
,
charred
and
shrivelled
and
sent
up
a
quivering
thread
of
smoke
.
There
was
no
doubt
left
to
me
;
the
atmosphere
of
the
moon
was
either
pure
oxygen
or
air
,
and
capable
therefore
--
unless
its
tenuity
was
excessive
--
of
supporting
our
alien
life
.
We
might
emerge
--
and
live
!
I
sat
down
with
my
legs
on
either
side
of
the
manhole
and
prepared
to
unscrew
it
,
but
Cavor
stopped
me
.
"
There
is
first
a
little
precaution
,
"
he
said
.
He
pointed
out
that
although
it
was
certainly
an
oxygenated
atmosphere
outside
,
it
might
still
be
so
rarefied
as
to
cause
us
grave
injury
.
He
reminded
me
of
mountain
sickness
,
and
of
the
bleeding
that
often
afflicts
aeronauts
who
have
ascended
too
swiftly
,
and
he
spent
some
time
in
the
preparation
of
a
sickly-tasting
drink
which
he
insisted
on
my
sharing
.
It
made
me
feel
a
little
numb
,
but
otherwise
had
no
effect
on
me
.
Then
he
permitted
me
to
begin
unscrewing
.
Presently
the
glass
stopper
of
the
manhole
was
so
far
undone
that
the
denser
air
within
our
sphere
began
to
escape
along
the
thread
of
the
screw
,
singing
as
a
kettle
sings
before
it
boils
.
Thereupon
he
made
me
desist
.
It
speedily
became
evident
that
the
pressure
outside
was
very
much
less
than
it
was
within
.
How
much
less
it
was
we
had
no
means
of
telling
.
I
sat
grasping
the
stopper
with
both
hands
,
ready
to
close
it
again
if
,
in
spite
of
our
intense
hope
,
the
lunar
atmosphere
should
after
all
prove
too
rarefied
for
us
,
and
Cavor
sat
with
a
cylinder
of
compressed
oxygen
at
hand
to
restore
our
pressure
.
We
looked
at
one
another
in
silence
,
and
then
at
the
fantastic
vegetation
that
swayed
and
grew
visibly
and
noiselessly
without
.
And
ever
that
shrill
piping
continued
.
My
blood-vessels
began
to
throb
in
my
ears
,
and
the
sound
of
Cavor
's
movements
diminished
.
I
noted
how
still
everything
had
become
,
because
of
the
thinning
of
the
air
.
As
our
air
sizzled
out
from
the
screw
the
moisture
of
it
condensed
in
little
puffs
.
Presently
I
experienced
a
peculiar
shortness
of
breath
that
lasted
indeed
during
the
whole
of
the
time
of
our
exposure
to
the
moon
's
exterior
atmosphere
,
and
a
rather
unpleasant
sensation
about
the
ears
and
finger-nails
and
the
back
of
the
throat
grew
upon
my
attention
,
and
presently
passed
off
again
.
