tiny burst of brightness on one side of thatglobe, saw a tiny whisp of yellow, cutting an arc from the edge, movingfarther and farther into the black circle of space around the Earth,slicing like a thin scimitar, moving higher and higher, and then,magically, winking out, leaving a tiny, evaporating trail behind it.
"You saw it?" whispered Mariel in the darkness. "You saw it, David?"
"Yes. I saw it." Ingersoll breathed deeply, staring into the blackness,searching for a glimmer, a glint, some faint reassurance that it had notbeen a mirage they had seen. And then Ingersoll felt a hand in his, TomShandor's hand, gripping his tightly, wringing it, and when the lightssnapped on again, he was staring at Shandor, tears of happinessstreaming from his pale, tired eyes. "You saw it?" he whispered.
Shandor nodded, his heart suddenly too large for his chest, a peacesettling down on him greater than any he had ever known in his life.
"They're coming," he said.
Transcriber's Note:
This etext was produced from _Fantastic Universe_ December 1957. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note.
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