We were pushed forward and lifted gently.

Then as we hung suspended, held by that force which always I can liken only to myriads of tiny invisible hands, the shining arcs of their backs undulated beneath us.
Their files swung around the corner and marched down the passage by which we had come from the immense hall.

And when the last rank had passed from under us we were dropped softly to our feet; stood swaying in their wake.
A curious frenzy of helpless indignation shook me, a rage of humiliation obscuring all gratitude I should have felt for our escape.

Drake's eyes blazed wrath.
"The insolent devils!" He raised clenched fists.

"The insolent, domineering devils!" We stared after them.
Was the passage growing narrower--closing?
Even as I gazed I saw it shrink; saw its walls slide silently toward each other.