Wonder if we'll get up against it for air?
These Things don't need it, that's sure.

Wonder--" He broke off staring fascinatedly at the pillar behind us.
"Look here, Goodwin!" There was a tremor in his voice.

"What do you make of THIS ?" I followed his pointing finger; looked at him inquiringly.
"The eyes!" he said impatiently.

"Don't you see them?
The eyes in the column!" And now I saw them.

The pillar was a pale metallic blue, in color a trifle darker than the Metal Folk.