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had they its miracle of pulsing gem fires。 Blue they were； blue of a peculiar vibrancy； and blue were the glistening threads that ran down from blue…black circular convexities set within each of the points visible to me。
Unlike in shape； their flame of vitality dimmer than the ovoids of the Disk's golden zone； still I knew that they were even as thoseORGANS； organs of unknown senses； unknown potentialities。 Their nuclei I could not observe。
The floating figures had drawn close to that disk and had paused。
And on the moment of their pausing I felt a surge of strength； a snapping of the spell that had bound us； an instantaneous withdrawal of the inhibiting force。 Ventnor broke into a run； holding his rifle at the alert。 We raced after him； were close to the shining shapes。 And； gasping； we stopped short not a dozen paces away。
For Norhala had soared up toward the flaming rose of the Disk as though lifted by gentle； unseen hands。 Close to it for an instant she swung。 I saw the exquisite body gleam through her thin robes as though bathed in soft flames of rosy pearl。
Higher she floated； and toward the right of the zodiac。 From the edges of three of the ovoids swirled a little cloud of tentacles； gossamer filaments of opal。 They whipped out a full yard from the Disk's surface； touching her； caressing her。
For a moment she hung there； her face hidden from us； then was dropped softly to her feet and stood； arms stretched wide； her copper hair streaming cloudily about her regal head。
And up past her floated Ruth； levitated as had been she and her face； ecstatic as though she were gazing into Paradise； yet drenched with the tranquillity of the infinite。 Her wide eyes stared up toward that rose of splendors through which the pulsing colors now raced more swiftly。 She hung poised before it while around her head a faint aureole began to form。
Again the gossamer threads thrust forth； searched her。 They ran over her rough clothingperplexedly。 They coiled about her neck； stole through her hair； brushed shut her eyes； circled her brow； her breasts； girdled her。
Weirdly was it like some intelligence observing； studying； some creature of another speciespuzzled by its similarity and unsimilarity with the one other creature of its kind it knew； and striving to reconcile those differences。 And like such a questioning brain calling upon others for counsel； it swung Ruth upward to the watching star at the right。
A rifle shot rang out。
Anotherthe reports breaking the silence like a profanation。 Unseen by either of us； Ventnor had slipped to one side where he could cover the core of ruby flame that must have seemed to him the heart of the Disk's rose of fire。 He knelt a few yards away； white lipped； eyes cold gray ice； sighting carefully for a third shot。
〃Don't！ Martindon't fire！〃 I shouted； leaping toward him。
〃Stop！ Ventnor〃 Drake's panic cry mingled with my own。
But before we could reach him； Norhala flew to him； like a darting swallow。 Down the face of the Disk glided the upright body of Ruth； struck softly； stood swaying。
And out of the blue…black convexity within a star point of one of the opened pyramids a lance of intense green flame darted； a lightning bolt as real as any hurled by tempest； upon Ventnor。
The shattered air closed behind the streaming spark with the sound of breaking glass。
It struckNorhala。
It struck her。 It seemed to splash upon her； to run down her like water。 One curling tongue writhed over her bare shoulder and leaped to the barrel of the rifle in Ventnor's hands。 It flashed up it and licked him。 The gun was torn from his grip； hurled high in air； exploding as it went。 He leaped convulsively from his knees and dropped。
I heard a wailing； low； bitter and heartbroken。 Past us ran Ruth； all dream； all unearthliness gone from a face now a tragic mask of human woe and terror。 She threw herself down beside her brother； felt of his heart； then raised herself upon her knees and thrust out supplicating hands to the shapes。
〃Don't hurt him any more！ He didn't mean it！〃 she cried out to them piteouslylike a child。 She reached up； caught one of Norhala's hands。 〃Norhaladon't let them kill him。 Don't let them hurt him any more。 Please！〃 she sobbed。
Beside me I heard Drake cursing。
〃If they touch her I'll kill the woman！ I will； by God I will！〃 He strode to Norhala's side。
〃If you want to live； call off these devils of yours。〃 His voice was strangled。
She looked at him； wonder deepening on the tranquil brow； in the clear； untroubled gaze。 Of course she could not understand his wordsbut it was not that which made my own sick apprehension grow。
It was that she did not understand what called them forth。 Did not even understand what reason lay behind Ruth's sorrow； Ruth's prayer。
And more and more wondering grew in her eyes as she looked from the threatening Drake to the supplicating Ruth； and from them to the still body of Ventnor。
〃Tell her what I say； Goodwin。 I mean it。〃
I shook my head。 That was not the way； I knew。 I looked toward the Disk； still flanked with its sextette of spheres； still guarded by the flaming blue stars。 They were motionless； calm； watching。 I sensed no hostility； no anger； it was as though they were waiting for us toto waiting for us to do what？
It came to methey were indifferent。 That was itas indifferent as we could be to the struggle of an ephemera； and as mildly curious。
〃Norhala；〃 I turned to the woman； 〃she would not have him suffer； she would not have him die。 She loves him。〃
〃Love？〃 she repeated； and all of her wonderment seemed crystallized in the word。 〃Love？〃 she asked。
〃She loves him；〃 I said； and then； why I did not know； but I added； pointing to Drake： 〃and he loves her。〃
There was a tiny； astonished sob from Ruth。 Again Norhala brooded over her。 Then with a little despairing shake of her head； she paced over and faced the great Disk。
Tensely we waited。 Communication there was between them； interchange ofthought； how carried out I would not hazard even to myself。
But of a surety these twothe goddess woman； the wholly unhuman shape of metal； of jeweled fires and conscious forceunderstood each other。
For she turned； stood asideand the body of Ventnor quivered； arose from the floor； stood upright and with closed eyes； head dropping upon one shoulder； glided toward the Disk like a dead man carried by those messengers never seen by man who； the Arabs believe； bear the death drugged souls before Allah for their awakening。
Ruth moaned and hid her eyes； Drake reached down； gathered her up in his arms； held her close。
Ventnor's body stood before the Disk； then swam up along its face。 The tendrils waved out； felt of it； thrust themselves down through the wide collar of the shirt。 The floating form passed higher； over the edge of the Disk； lay high beside the right star point of the rayed shape to which Ruth had been passing when Ventnor's shot brought the tragedy upon us。 I saw other tentacles whip forth； examine； caress。
Then down the body swung； was borne through air； laid gently at our feet。
〃He is notdead；〃 it was Norhala beside me； she lifted Ruth's face from Drake's breast。 〃He will not die。 It may be he will walk again。 They can not help；〃 there was a shadow of apology in her tones。 〃They did not know。 They thought it was the〃she hesitated as though at loss for words〃thethe Fire Play。〃
〃The Fire Play？〃 I gasped。
〃Yes；〃 she nodded。 〃You shall see it。 And now I will take him to my house。 You are safenow； nor need you trouble。 For he has given you to me。〃
〃Who has given us to youNorhala？〃 I asked； as calmly as I could。
〃He〃she nodded to the Disk； then spoke the phrase that was both ancient Assyria's and ancient Persia's title for their all…conquering rulers； and that meant〃the King of Kings。 The Great King； Master of Life and Death。〃
She took Ruth from Drake's arms； pointing to Ventnor。
〃Bear him；〃 she commanded； and led the way back through the walls of light。
As we lifted the body； I slipped my hand through the shirt； felt at the heart。 Faint was the pulsation and slow； but regular。
Close to the encircling vapors I cast one look behind me。 The shapes stood immobile； flashing disks； gigantic radiant stars and the six great spheres beneath their geometric super…Euclidean god or shrine or machine of interwoven threads of luminous force and metalstill motionless； still watching。
We emerged into the place of pillars。 There stood the hooded pony and its patience； its uncomplaining acceptance of its place as servant to man brought a lump into my throat； salved； I suppose； my human vanity； abased as it had been by the colossal indifference of those things to which we were but playthings。
Again Norhala sent forth her call。 Out of the maze glided her quintette of familiars； again the four clicked into one。 Upon its top we lifted； Drake ascending first； the pony； then the body of Ventnor。
I saw Norhala lead Ruth to the remaining cube； saw the girl break away from her； leap beside me； and kneeling at her brother's head； cradle it against her soft breast。 Then as I found in the medicine case the hypodermic needle and the strychnine for which I had been searching； I began my e