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I
made
a
step
back
,
gathered
myself
together
,
and
leapt
with
all
my
might
.
I
seemed
to
shoot
right
up
in
the
air
as
though
I
should
never
come
down
.
It
was
horrible
and
delightful
,
and
as
wild
as
a
nightmare
,
to
go
flying
off
in
this
fashion
.
I
realised
my
leap
had
been
altogether
too
violent
.
I
flew
clean
over
Cavor
's
head
and
beheld
a
spiky
confusion
in
a
gully
spreading
to
meet
my
fall
.
I
gave
a
yelp
of
alarm
.
I
put
out
my
hands
and
straightened
my
legs
.
I
hit
a
huge
fungoid
bulk
that
burst
all
about
me
,
scattering
a
mass
of
orange
spores
in
every
direction
,
and
covering
me
with
orange
powder
.
I
rolled
over
spluttering
,
and
came
to
rest
convulsed
with
breathless
laughter
.
I
became
aware
of
Cavor
's
little
round
face
peering
over
a
bristling
hedge
.
He
shouted
some
faded
inquiry
.
"
Eh
?
"
I
tried
to
shout
,
but
could
not
do
so
for
want
of
breath
.
He
made
his
way
towards
me
,
coming
gingerly
among
the
bushes
.
"
We
've
got
to
be
careful
,
"
he
said
.
"
This
moon
has
no
discipline
.
She
'll
let
us
smash
ourselves
.
"
He
helped
me
to
my
feet
.
"
You
exerted
yourself
too
much
,
"
he
said
,
dabbing
at
the
yellow
stuff
with
his
hand
to
remove
it
from
my
garments
.
I
stood
passive
and
panting
,
allowing
him
to
beat
off
the
jelly
from
my
knees
and
elbows
and
lecture
me
upon
my
misfortunes
.
"
We
do
n't
quite
allow
for
the
gravitation
.
Our
muscles
are
scarcely
educated
yet
.
We
must
practise
a
little
,
when
you
have
got
your
breath
.
"
I
pulled
two
or
three
little
thorns
out
of
my
hand
,
and
sat
for
a
time
on
a
boulder
of
rock
.
My
muscles
were
quivering
,
and
I
had
that
feeling
of
personal
disillusionment
that
comes
at
the
first
fall
to
the
learner
of
cycling
on
earth
.
It
suddenly
occurred
to
Cavor
that
the
cold
air
in
the
gully
,
after
the
brightness
of
the
sun
,
might
give
me
a
fever
.
So
we
clambered
back
into
the
sunlight
.
We
found
that
beyond
a
few
abrasions
I
had
received
no
serious
injuries
from
my
tumble
,
and
at
Cavor
's
suggestion
we
were
presently
looking
round
for
some
safe
and
easy
landing-place
for
my
next
leap
.
We
chose
a
rocky
slab
some
ten
yards
off
,
separated
from
us
by
a
little
thicket
of
olive-green
spikes
.
"
Imagine
it
there
!
"
said
Cavor
,
who
was
assuming
the
airs
of
a
trainer
,
and
he
pointed
to
a
spot
about
four
feet
from
my
toes
.
This
leap
I
managed
without
difficulty
,
and
I
must
confess
I
found
a
certain
satisfaction
in
Cavor
's
falling
short
by
a
foot
or
so
and
tasting
the
spikes
of
the
scrub
.
"
One
has
to
be
careful
,
you
see
,
"
he
said
,
pulling
out
his
thorns
,
and
with
that
he
ceased
to
be
my
mentor
and
became
my
fellow-learner
in
the
art
of
lunar
locomotion
.
