They're not nice-looking, are they?
I wonder if they are at all dangerous!" While she was saying this Zaidie had gone to her telescope, and was sweeping the surface of Saturn, which was now about a hundred miles distant.

Her husband was doing the same.

In fact, for the time being they were all eyes, for they were looking on a stranger sight than man or woman had ever seen before.
Underneath the inner cloud-veil the atmosphere of Saturn appeared to them somewhat as the lower depths of the ocean would appear to a diver, granted that he was able to see for hundreds of miles about him.

Its colour was a pale greenish yellow.

The outside thermometers showed that the temperature was a hundred and seventy-five Fahrenheit.