Stuck fast--like a fly--just as you said." "Drag 'em over your knees," he cried, bending to me.

"It slides 'em out of the attraction." Acting as he had suggested I found to my astonishment I could slip my hands free; I caught his belt, tried to lift myself by it.
"No use, Doc." The old grin lightened for a moment his tense young face.
"You'll have to keep praying till the power's turned off.

Nothing here you can slide your knees on." I nodded, waddling close to his side; then sank back on my haunches to relieve the strain upon my aching leg-muscles.
"Can you see them ahead, Walter--Ruth and the woman ?" Ventnor turned his anxious eyes toward me.
I peered into the glimmering murk; shook my head.

I could see nothing.
It was indeed, as though the clustered cubes sped within a bubble of the now wanly glistening vapors; or rather as though in our passage--as a projectile does in air--we piled before us a thick wave of the mists which streaming along each side, closing in behind, obscured all that lay around.
Yet I had, persistently, the feeling that beyond these shroudings was vast and ordered movement; marchings and counter-marchings of hosts greater even than those Golden Hordes of Genghis which ages agone had washed about the outer bases of the very peaks that hid this place.
Came, too, flitting shadowings of huge shapes, unnameable, moving swiftly beside our way; gleamings that thrust themselves through the veils like wheeling javelins of flame.
And always, always, everywhere that constant movement, rhythmic, terrifying--like myriads of feet of creatures of an unseen, stranger world marking time just outside the threshold of our own.

Preparing, DRILLING there in some wide vestibule of space between the known and the unknown, alert and menacing--poised for the signal which would send them pouring over it.
Once again I seemed to stand upon the brink of an abyss of incredible revelation, striving helplessly, struggling for realization--and so struggling became aware that our speed was swiftly slackening, the roaring blast dying down, the veils before us thinning.
They cleared away.