What had she thought of the outer world's tiny sun?

What had been the effect upon her of the moon and myriad stars of
the clear African nights?

How had she explained them?

With what sensations of awe must she first have watched the sun
moving slowly across the heavens to disappear at last beneath the
western horizon, leaving in his wake that which the Mahar had never
before witnessed--the darkness of night? For upon Pellucidar there
is no night. The stationary sun hangs forever in the center of
the Pellucidarian sky--directly overhead.

Then, too, she must have been impressed by the wondrous mechanism
of the prospector which had bored its way from world to world and
back again. And that it had been driven by a rational being must
also have occurred to her.

Too, she bad seen me conversing with other men upon the earth's
surface. She had seen the arrival of the caravan of books and arms,
and ammunition, and the balance of the heterogeneous collection which
I had crammed into the cabin of the iron mole for trans-portation
to Pellucidar.

She had seen all these evidences of a civilization and brain-power
transcending in scientific achieve-ment anything that her race had
produced; nor once had she seen a creature of her own kind.