From stem to stern it ran clear, set out, however, with groups of tables and chairs clamped to the floor, at which sat a dozen parties or so, settling themselves down comfortably.

There were no funnels, no bridge, no break at all to the delightful vista.

The whole was lighted by the same device as were the streets, for round the upper edges of the transparent walls that held out the wind shone a steady, even glow from invisible lights.
In the very centre of the deck, however, was a low railing that protected the head of a staircase, and down this well the two looked.
"Shall I explain ?" asked the old priest, smiling.

"This is the latest model, you know.

It has not been in use for more than a few months." The other nodded.
"Tell me everything, please." "Well, look right down there, below the second flight.