The Raid on the Termites Part 4
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Far off to the right an enormous, shallowly hollowed plateau caught their eyes. They started toward it, hurdling the irregular ridges, leaping across the dizzy chasms.
The tiny dish had been tipped on edge--but when they reached it they found its thickness alone a daunting thing.
"It's a pity Matt didn't select a thinner kind of china," grumbled Dennis; gazing at the head-high wall that was the edge of the plate.
"Here--I'll stand on your shoulders, and then give you an arm up. Look out--it's slippery!"
It was. Their feet slid out from under them on the glazed surface repeatedly. It was with the utmost effort that they finally made their way to the center of the shallow plateau.
There, lying beside two heaps of coa.r.s.e cloth and a mound of horrible-smelling stuff that he recognized as the dab of termite-paste, they saw two glistening steel bars. About five feet long, they seemed to be, and half an inch in diameter. The wire-ends which, a few moments ago, they had been forced to handle with tweezers for fear of losing!
Jim picked one up and drew it back for a pretended spear-thrust. He laughed, vibrantly, eagerly.
"I'm just beginning to realize it's really happened, and that the hunt has started. Bring on your bugs!"
Dennis stooped and picked up his spear. It was unwieldy, ponderous, the weight of that long, not-too-thin steel bar. Jim's great shoulders and heavy arms were suited well enough to such a weapon; but Dennis could have wished that his were some pounds lighter.
They turned their attention to the evil-smelling hill of termite-ointment. With many grimaces, they took turns in smearing each other from head to feet with the repulsive stuff. Then they knotted about them the yard-square pieces of fabric--once sheer silk gauze, now cloth as stiff and c.u.mbersome as sail-cloth. They faced each other, ready for their trip.
The heavens above them, trailing up and up into mysterious darknesses, suddenly became closer and sparkled with a diamond sheen. Stretching off and up out of sight was a mountainous column that might conceivably be a wrist.
"Matt's looking at us through a magnifying gla.s.s," concluded Denny.
Abruptly the ridged bad-lands about them began to vibrate. Thunder crashed and roared around their ears.
"He's trying to say something to us," said Denny, when the awful din had ceased. "Oh, Matt--we're ready to go!"
Jim echoed his shout. Then Denny snorted. "Fools! Our voices are probably pitched way above the limit of audibility. He can't hear us any more than we can understand him!"
They gazed at each other. More than anything else that had happened, this showed them how entirely they were cut off from their old world.
Truly, in discarding their normal size, they might as well have been marooned on another planet!
A tremendous, pinkish-gray wall lowered near them, split into segments, and surrounded their plateau. The plateau was lifted--with a dizzy swiftness that made their stomachs turn.
With sickening speed the plateau moved forward. The texture of the heavens above them changed. The sun--the one thing in their new universe that seemed unchanged in size and aspect--shone down on them. The plateau came jarringly to rest. Great cliffs of what seemed black basalt gleamed high over them.
Matt had carried them out of the building, and had set the patty-dish on the black leather seat of his automobile.
There was a distant thundering, as though all the worlds in the universe but Earth were being dashed to pieces. That was the motor starting. And then, as the car moved off, Jim and Dennis realized their mistake in choosing a patty-dish to ride in!
In spite of the yielding leather cus.h.i.+on on which their dish was set, the two quarter-inch men were hurled this way and that, jounced horribly up and down, and slid headlong from one end of the plateau to the other as the automobile pa.s.sed over the city streets. Impossible to stand.
They could only crouch low on the hard glazed surface, and try to keep from breaking legs and arms in the worst earthquake it is possible to imagine. Anyone who has ever seen two bugs ill-advisedly try to walk across the vibrating hood of an automobile while the motor is running, will have some idea of the troubles that now beset Dennis and Jim.
"The a.s.s!" groaned Jim, in a comparatively quiet spell. "Why doesn't he drive more carefully?"
"Probably," groaned Denny, "he's doing the best he can."
Probably! All that was left them was conjecture. They could only guest at what was happening in the world about them!
Matthew Breen's face and body were lost in sheer immensity above them.
They knew they were riding in a car; but they couldn't see the car. All they could see was the black cliff that was the seat-cus.h.i.+on behind them. The world had disappeared--hidden in its bigness; the world, indeed, was just at present a patty-dish.
Somehow they endured the ride. Somehow they avoided broken bones, and were only shaken up and bruised when the distant roar of the motor ceased and the wind stopped howling about their ears.
"Well, we're here," said Dennis unsteadily. "Now for the real--"
His words were stopped by the sudden rising of the plateau. Again they felt the poignantly exaggerated, express-elevator feeling, till the plateau finally came to rest.
The cras.h.i.+ng thunder of Matt's voice came to them, words utterly indistinguishable. The saucer was tipped sideways....
Doubtless Matt thought he was acting with extreme gentleness; but in fact the dish was tilted so quickly and so without warning that Jim and Dennis slid from its center, head over heels, to fall over the edge and land with a b.u.mp on the ground. Their spears, sliding after, narrowly missed impaling them.
Once more came the distant cras.h.i.+ng of Matt's voice. Then there was silence. Their gigantic protector, having dumped them unceremoniously into the gra.s.s of Morton's Grove, had ushered them squarely into the start of their insane adventure. From now on their fate belonged to them alone.
CHAPTER IV
_The Raid_
Bewilderedly, they looked around them.
Ahead of them, barely to be seen for the trunks of giant trees intervening, was a smoothly-rounded mountain. Majestic and aloof it soared, dwarfing all near it--the termitary which, yesterday, had been but waist-high. There was their eventual goal; but meanwhile their immediate surroundings roused their greater interest--and all their alertness!
When Dennis had said they would find a common gra.s.s plot a wild and exotic jungle, he had spoken perhaps more truly than he knew. At any rate, the jungle they now found themselves in was something to exceed man's wildest dreams.
Far over their heads towered a wilderness of trees. But such trees!
Without branches, shooting up and over in graceful, tangling curves, their trunks oddly flat and ribbonlike and yellow-green. It was impossible to look on them as gra.s.s stems.
Here and there the trees had fallen, presenting a tangled wilderness of leathery, five-foot-wide strips. Webs of roots, tough and gnarled, whitish in color, curled in all directions to catch the feet and baffle the eye. It was an appalling underbrush. And it was an underbrush, moreover, in which there was plenty of wild life!
A hairy, pulpy thing, reddish in color, with gauzy wings and a myriad flas.h.i.+ng eyes scuttled close to them as though drawn by curiosity to inspect them. As big as an eagle it appeared to them; both grasped their spears; but soon, with a wild whistle of its wings, it rose up through the tangle of underbrush and hummed off. A fruit fly.
And now a monstrous thing appeared far off, to stalk like a balloon on twenty-foot legs in their direction. With incredible quickness it loomed over them. Six feet through, its body was roughly spherical, and carried on those amazingly long, jointed legs. It stared at them with beady, cruel eyes, but finally teetered on its way again, leaving them untouched.
"I'll never again be able to see a daddy longlegs without s.h.i.+vering,"
said Jim. His voice was unconsciously sunk to little more than a whisper. This was a world of t.i.tanic dangers and fierce alarms. Instinct cautioned both of them to make no more noise than necessary. "We had better make for your termitary at once."
Dennis had been thinking that for some time. But he had been unable to locate a termite tunnel anywhere. Matt had been supposed to set them down near one. No doubt, to his own mind, he _had_ placed them near one of the termite highways. But his ideas of distance were now so radically different from theirs that Dennis, at least, was unable to see a tunnel opening anywhere.
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