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But
then
came
vertigo
and
nausea
that
abruptly
changed
the
quality
of
my
courage
.
I
gave
the
lid
of
the
manhole
half
a
turn
and
made
a
hasty
explanation
to
Cavor
;
but
now
he
was
the
more
sanguine
.
He
answered
me
in
a
voice
that
seemed
extraordinarily
small
and
remote
,
because
of
the
thinness
of
the
air
that
carried
the
sound
.
He
recommended
a
nip
of
brandy
,
and
set
me
the
example
,
and
presently
I
felt
better
.
I
turned
the
manhole
stopper
back
again
.
The
throbbing
in
my
ears
grew
louder
,
and
then
I
remarked
that
the
piping
note
of
the
outrush
had
ceased
.
For
a
time
I
could
not
be
sure
that
it
had
ceased
.
"
Well
?
"
said
Cavor
,
in
the
ghost
of
a
voice
.
"
Well
?
"
said
I.
"
Shall
we
go
on
?
"
I
thought
.
"
Is
this
all
?
"
"
If
you
can
stand
it
.
"
By
way
of
answer
I
went
on
unscrewing
.
I
lifted
the
circular
operculum
from
its
place
and
laid
it
carefully
on
the
bale
.
A
flake
or
so
of
snow
whirled
and
vanished
as
that
thin
and
unfamiliar
air
took
possession
of
our
sphere
.
I
knelt
,
and
then
seated
myself
at
the
edge
of
the
manhole
,
peering
over
it
.
Beneath
,
within
a
yard
of
my
face
,
lay
the
untrodden
snow
of
the
moon
.
There
came
a
little
pause
.
Our
eyes
met
.
"
It
does
n't
distress
your
lungs
too
much
?
"
said
Cavor
.
"
No
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
can
stand
this
.
"
