The entrance to the tunnel was in the basement, through a door that looked like any other door.
Blekeke took off the earphones he was wearing and tossed them aside.
"This 'nizer blow up with house," he said.
The tunnel was wide, straight and brightly lighted. The opposite end was a small black dot, but it didn't take us long to get there.
My thoughts were running wild, now that no one was listening.
The dogs had bothered Blekeke, but how badly? He seemed so damned sure of himself now. No hesitation at all. Or—was it merely resignation? I didn't know. But if he once got us aboard that spaceship, his plan had a ridiculously good chance of succeeding.
... And would that be so bad? Were his motives so ignoble, or his methods so very atrocious?
I drove that line of thought from my mind. I could think about that later....
From the outside entrance of the tunnel, the dark spaceship seemed disturbingly close, and the expanse between it and us free of impediments of any kind. Only fifty or sixty quick steps, and then.... The Martians at the ship saw us and climbed aboard. The ship was beginning to vibrate again.