But it lasted only a moment or two. The uproar ceased. Norbith
stepped back into the room.
"Well?" The slow smile again. "Want to tell now?"
For answer the boy clapped his hand to his mouth and blew a shrill
whistle. Norbith stared in astonishment. Then, all of a sudden, a
tremendous thing happened.
A veritable hurricane swooped down upon the place. There was a vast
rush of wind, accompanied by a thunderous noise, like breakers. Then
two huge masses of metal clanged against the sides of the building;
there was a grinding crash, and the whole structure rocked and
swayed as though in the grasp of some supernatural monster. Next
second the lights went out; the wires had snapped.
"All aboard; look out, below!" sang out a voice. It was Fort,
calling from far overhead.
And then, slowly at first but with quickening speed, the iron
building rose into the air; arose, and floated away like a toy
balloon. It was fast in the grip of the Cobulus's grappling-irons!
Norbith was the only officer left in the room.
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