In one unbroken, shining surface it rose, a facade of polished metal.

Within it the deep set points of light were duller even than they had been in the pillars; almost indeed indistinguishable.
"Go on to the left," I said none too patiently.

"And get that absurd notion out of your head." "All right." He flushed.

"But you don't think I'm afraid, do you ?" "If what you're thinking were true, you'd have a right to be," I replied tartly.

"And I want to tell you I'D be afraid.