"In the middle of the great floor, holding the instrument delicately poised, and still awaking its ravishing voice, stood a figure, the sight of which almost stopped my breath! It was a slender sylph of a girl! A girl of my own race; a human being here on Mars!"
Her hair was loosely coiled and she was attired in graceful white drapery.
"By God!" cried Colonel Smith, "she's human!"