None had opened the way for, had closed the way behind, the coursing spheres.

It had been done by the conscious action of the conscious Things of whose living bodies was built this whole tremendous thinking pile! I think that for a moment we both went a little mad as that staggering truth came to us.

I know we started to run once more, side by side, gripping like frightened children each other's hands.

Then Drake stopped.
"By all the HELL of this place," he said, solemnly, "I'll run no more.
After all--we're men.

If they kill us, they kill us.