Chapter II
They were in the midst of a vast, rock-strewn plain, illumined by a half twilight. It seemed miles in extent--a rolling country of naked rock over which, for a sky, hung a remote murk of distance. A naked landscape, rolling upward to a circular horizon, with the circular mountain of rock standing beside them at its center.
Leela now seemed quite calm. She said, "We are not unfathomably small. Too small for Brett to see us, but not if he gets a glass to magnify. He will mark the spot where we are--he will do something, Frannie--we must not be too much frightened."
There seemed nothing that they could do to help themselves. No use to wander; though no great harm either, for they could roam for miles over this rocky waste to cover no more than a foot or two of the white sand Brett would be guarding.
To Frannie's imagination came the thought of insects! A crawling ant in that white sand would now be a monster gigantic! She gazed around in terror, but there was nothing of the kind in sight.
A desolate landscape, empty of movement. Frannie's heart leaped. In the distance something was moving! She gripped Leela.
"There's something out there--something moving out there!"
Tiny moving specks. Too terrified to run, the girls stood staring. A mile or two away, specks were moving across the rocky plain. They seemed coming nearer. They separated into four specks. Four gray blobs, coming swiftly forward.
In a few moments they were distinguishable. Four running animals, bounding, leaping over the rocks. Animals with horns. Two of them running free; two with riders.
Leela gasped, "That's the giant! And the woman! They're coming to find us!"
For a moment the two girls stood transfixed, heedless that they would be discovered. To Frannie came the thought: The giant, the woman and the four animals had been dwindling. They had stood in the thicket, hiding from Brett. They were coming from the thicket now, riding over the vast rocky plain headlong to regain their captives. Brett could not see them; they were too small. Brett was probably standing a few feet from here on the sand--afraid to come closer for fear of treading upon the girls; and those few feet were miles away across this naked desert.
The four animals came leaping forward. They ran low to the ground, necks extended like huge dogs on a trail. Already they were no more than half a mile away. The figures of the riding man and woman showed plainly. They all seemed about normal size as compared to Frannie and Leela.
Abruptly Frannie recovered her wits. "We must hide! They must not find us!"
They hid, out of sight around a corner of the lower rock-face of the mountain; crouched, waiting with wildly beating hearts.
But it was useless. Either they had been seen or the animals scented them. Soon they heard the man calling his mount. No noise of galloping hoofs, for the beasts ran lightly on padded feet. A moment, then the animals burst into view around the jutting rock; bounded up and stopped before the crouching girls.
The man dismounted. His grin was a leer of triumph. He spoke to Leela--a harsh, guttural command in her own language, as he had spoken before when he forced the drug upon her.
Leela dragged herself to her feet, and Frannie after her. The man spoke again. Less harshly this time, and at greater length. He gestured at Frannie.
Leela said, with a quiver in her voice that she tried to hold to calmness, "He tells me that his name is Rokk. This woman here is his mate--he calls her Mobah. He says they come from a very big world--down here to our world of infinite smallness. Oh, Frannie, what can we do? He says they are going to take us with them, up there to that Giant World."
Frannie, too, strove for calmness. "Ask him--why? What harm have we done to him? Tell him--we don't want to go----"
Leela turned to this man who had called himself Rokk. Then she appealed to the woman--but the woman stared dumbly and turned away.
"Frannie--he says we will learn later what he wants. He says--we will not be harmed if we cause no trouble. We are going--he says he is going to take us----"
"Which way?" Frannie interrupted.
"I don't know. I suppose to Reaf."
"Ask him."
Leela asked him. "Yes, by way of Reaf. He says we will mount the animals--he calls them dhranes. They run very swiftly--as Brett describes your wolves of the northern ice-fields of your Earth."
Frannie demanded, "He says we go to Reaf?"
"Yes. We will cross the island--out the lagoon--riding the dhranes as they swim."
Memory of the island--the arcade--the lagoon and the lake came to Frannie. The island! It seemed so remote, so gigantic. This vast rocky waste surrounding them now was only a small patch of white sand beside the arcade wall.
She said swiftly, "Leela, ask him how we can ever do that when we are so small? Why, it must be hundreds of miles--for us in this size--just to reach the shore of the island."
"I told him that. He said, 'Of course.' He said he has been riding from the thicket ever since he got small enough to avoid Brett's sight. While they were still diminishing they were riding. He was afraid Brett would see them--but he had to take that chance."
"I mean," said Frannie breathlessly, "tell him we must get larger. It is too far in this small size. Tell him you know the island and the lake well--we will help him escape----"
Leela nodded eagerly. "So that if we get large, Brett may see us?"
"Yes. Try and get him to make us large at once--now. Tell him we'll help him----"
Rokk grinned sardonically at Leela's words. Leela turned to Frannie in chagrin.
"He says he will do as he thinks best--and we will do as we are told."
Rokk added another command. Leela said, "We must mount the dhranes, Frannie. I think we had better do as he says--and not talk. Can you ride a saddle like that?"
From Frannie's viewpoint, the dhranes were now about the size of small horses--four-legged, long-haired, shaggy beasts with crooked, wide-spreading antlers. They moved as though on springs. Frannie was reminded by their movements of giant leopards she had seen in cages on Earth. But they seemed gentle, docile enough. The saddles were oblong, padded with fur, with a high and a low foot-rail, both upon the same side, on which the rider's feet could rest.
"I can ride that," said Frannie; and nimbly mounted. There was no bridle; Frannie leaned forward and clutched the antlers. Leela mounted. Rokk moved his dhrane about by spoken words, and by slapping its haunches with his hands.
Leela said, "He is going to give us some of the drug, Frannie. Some now--to make us larger. But before we are very large he says we will be beyond the arcade, in the woods where Brett can not see us. We will ride very fast----"
The animals lapped their drug eagerly. The man and woman took theirs, with Leela and Frannie. To Frannie again came a moment of nausea--a reeling of the senses. But it was quickly passed.
Rokk shouted. Frannie tensed herself. The dhrane under her bounded forward. The ride began.
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