"Oh dear, there we are going round again." "Reaching the point of neutral attraction," said Redgrave; "once more you'd better sit down in case of accidents." Instead of dropping into her deck-chair as she would have done on Earth, she took hold of the arms and pulled herself into it, saying: "Really, it seems rather absurd to have to do this sort of thing.

Fancy having to hold yourself into a chair.

I suppose I hardly weigh anything at all now." "Not much," said Redgrave, stooping down and taking hold of the end of the chair with both hands.

Without any apparent effort he raised her about five feet from the floor, and held her there while the _Astronef_ made another revolution.

For a moment he let go, and she and the chair floated between the roof and the floor of the deck-chamber.