“But there was small time for wonder or examination.  We swept on through the shadowy gardens about it, and my guide quickly brought me to the Hall of the Council, a low, inconspicuous building of yellow brick, one of the few discordant architectural notes in the whole city.

“The doors of the single chamber, which embraced all the interior space, swung open, and I stood on the threshold of a shallow, rectangular depression, surrounded on all sides with benches, and holding in its central area a long table, at which, beneath tall lamps, sat, perhaps, a dozen men and one woman.  Opposite to my point of view, in a niche upon the further wall, was the colossal figure of the Deity I had seen in the Patenta at the City of Light.

“The faces of the twelve men turned to us as we entered.  The herald announced my errand with the customary salutation of ‘Hebori bimo.’  I was invited to descend to the central table.  I advanced, and laying Chapman’s chest, with its sealed communications upon the table, spoke: 

“’I am a stranger.  I have come to your world from the Earth.  I bring news, celestial news, from the astronomers of the City of Light.  I had a companion to whom all this was entrusted.’  He was killed in the quarries of Tiniti.  I came on, bidden so to do by Alca, the Superintendent.  The papers of the Wise Men of the Patenta are here.’

“I laid the chest upon the table.  My speech was yet unformed, and perhaps upon the delicate and intellectual faces before me, there dwelt, with the transient influence of a passing thought, a smile of sympathy or amusement.  Then a young being at the head of the table exclaimed in Martian: 

“’Welcome, stranger.  All who come to us are soon made one with ourselves.  The Martian spirit is that of salutation and friendship.  We have heard of the discoveries in the new commotions in planetary space.  Our own astronomers have announced them.  This great City of Scandor, the product of many centuries’ toil and invention, is apparently doomed.  It lies in the path, certainly defined and determined by observers, of a small cometary mass, which will plunge upon it a rain of rock and iron.  Even now this approaching body grows more and more visible in the sky.  The astronomers are working at the problem, hoping some deflection, some interpositional mercy will carry off this disturbing incidence.  But if we are to be destroyed, if there is no escape from the singular fortune of annihilation by an inrushing stream of meteoric bodies, then warning, through proclamation, shall be made, and our citizens will move out of the city to Asco, and the islands of Pinit.’

“He ceased; upon him the expectant faces of the others, assembled about the table, were fixed, and a visible tremor of dismay and grief seemed to convulse them.  A few covered their faces with their hands, others stood up and gazed at the benignant colossus in bronze at the end of the room, while others, motionless, still maintained their attitude of attention.