A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay
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than on earth. On the skyline, at right angles to the direction in
which they were walking, appeared a chain of mountains, apparently about forty miles distant. One, which was higher than the rest, was shaped like a cup. Maskull would have felt inclined to believe he was travelling in dreamland, but for the intensity of the light, which made everything vividly real. Joiwind pointed to the cup-shaped mountain. "That's Poolingdred." "You didn't come from there!" he exclaimed, quite startled. "Yes, I did indeed. And that is where we have to go to now." "With the single object of finding me?" "Why, yes." The colour mounted to his face. "Then you are the bravest and noblest of all girls," he said quietly, after a pause. "Without exception. Why, this is a journey for an athlete!" She pressed his arm, while a score of unpaintable, delicate hues stained her cheeks in rapid transition. "Please don't say any more about it, Maskull. It makes me feel unpleasant." "Very well. But can we possibly get there before midday?" "Oh, yes. And you mustn't be frightened at the distance. We think nothing of long distances here--we have so much to think about and feel. Time goes all too quickly." |
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