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He
stretched
out
his
hand
for
his
blanket
,
thrust
his
head
through
its
central
hole
,
and
wrapped
it
about
him
.
He
sat
down
on
the
edge
of
the
manhole
,
he
let
his
feet
drop
until
they
were
within
six
inches
of
the
lunar
ground
.
He
hesitated
for
a
moment
,
then
thrust
himself
forward
,
dropped
these
intervening
inches
,
and
stood
upon
the
untrodden
soil
of
the
moon
.
As
he
stepped
forward
he
was
refracted
grotesquely
by
the
edge
of
the
glass
.
He
stood
for
a
moment
looking
this
way
and
that
.
Then
he
drew
himself
together
and
leapt
.
The
glass
distorted
everything
,
but
it
seemed
to
me
even
then
to
be
an
extremely
big
leap
.
He
had
at
one
bound
become
remote
.
He
seemed
twenty
or
thirty
feet
off
.
He
was
standing
high
upon
a
rocky
mass
and
gesticulating
back
to
me
.
Perhaps
he
was
shouting
--
but
the
sound
did
not
reach
me
.
But
how
the
deuce
had
he
done
this
?
I
felt
like
a
man
who
has
just
seen
a
new
conjuring
trick
.
In
a
puzzled
state
of
mind
I
too
dropped
through
the
manhole
.
I
stood
up
.
Just
in
front
of
me
the
snowdrift
had
fallen
away
and
made
a
sort
of
ditch
.
I
made
a
step
and
jumped
.
I
found
myself
flying
through
the
air
,
saw
the
rock
on
which
he
stood
coming
to
meet
me
,
clutched
it
and
clung
in
a
state
of
infinite
amazement
.
I
gasped
a
painful
laugh
.
I
was
tremendously
confused
.
Cavor
bent
down
and
shouted
in
piping
tones
for
me
to
be
careful
.
I
had
forgotten
that
on
the
moon
,
with
only
an
eighth
part
of
the
earth
's
mass
and
a
quarter
of
its
diameter
,
my
weight
was
barely
a
sixth
what
it
was
on
earth
.
But
now
that
fact
insisted
on
being
remembered
.
"
We
are
out
of
Mother
Earth
's
leading-strings
now
,
"
he
said
.
With
a
guarded
effort
I
raised
myself
to
the
top
,
and
moving
as
cautiously
as
a
rheumatic
patient
,
stood
up
beside
him
under
the
blaze
of
the
sun
.
The
sphere
lay
behind
us
on
its
dwindling
snowdrift
thirty
feet
away
.
As
far
as
the
eye
could
see
over
the
enormous
disorder
of
rocks
that
formed
the
crater
floor
,
the
same
bristling
scrub
that
surrounded
us
was
starting
into
life
,
diversified
here
and
there
by
bulging
masses
of
a
cactus
form
,
and
scarlet
and
purple
lichens
that
grew
so
fast
they
seemed
to
crawl
over
the
rocks
.
The
whole
area
of
the
crater
seemed
to
me
then
to
be
one
similar
wilderness
up
to
the
very
foot
of
the
surrounding
cliff
.
