“We ascended the spiral of a vertical way for some time, and then passed through a series of huge halls dome-roofed and elaborately decorated.  The approach to the Grand Lunar was certainly contrived to give one a vivid impression of his greatness.  Each cavern one entered seemed greater and more boldly arched than its predecessor.  This effect of progressive size was enhanced by a thin haze of faintly phosphorescent blue incense that thickened as one advanced, and robbed even the nearer figures of clearness.  I seemed to advance continually to something larger, dimmer, and less material.

“I must confess that all this multitude made me feel extremely shabby and unworthy.  I was unshaven and unkempt; I had brought no razor; I had a coarse beard over my mouth.  On earth I have always been inclined to despise any attention to my person beyond a proper care for cleanliness; but under the exceptional circumstances in which I found myself, representing, as I did, my planet and my kind, and depending very largely upon the attractiveness of my appearance for a proper reception, I could have given much for something a little more artistic and dignified than the husks I wore.  I had been so serene in the belief that the moon was uninhabited as to overlook such precautions altogether.  As it was I was dressed in a flannel jacket, knickerbockers, and golfing stockings, stained with every sort of dirt the moon offered, slippers (of which the left heel was wanting), and a blanket, through a hole in which I thrust my head. (These clothes, indeed, I still wear.) Sharp bristles are anything but an improvement to my cast of features, and there was an unmended tear at the knee of my knickerbockers that showed conspicuously as I squatted in my litter; my right stocking, too, persisted in getting about my ankle.  I am fully alive to the injustice my appearance did humanity, and if by any expedient I could have improvised something a little out of the way and imposing I would have done so.  But I could hit upon nothing.  I did what I could with my blanket—­folding it somewhat after the fashion of a toga, and for the rest I sat as upright as the swaying of my litter permitted.

“Imagine the largest hall you have ever been in, imperfectly lit with blue light and obscured by a gray-blue fog, surging with metallic or livid-gray creatures of such a mad diversity as I have hinted.  Imagine this hall to end in an open archway beyond which is a still larger hall, and beyond this yet another and still larger one, and so on.  At the end of the vista, dimly seen, a flight of steps, like the steps of Ara Coeli at Rome, ascend out of sight.  Higher and higher these steps appear to go as one draws nearer their base.  But at last I came under a huge archway and beheld the summit of these steps, and upon it the Grand Lunar exalted on his throne.