“What is that beyond there?” I asked.
“I can’t see.”
“We can’t cross this at any price,” said I.
“I could not go three steps on it,” said Cavor, “even with my hands free.”
We looked at each other’s drawn faces in blank consternation.
“They can’t know what it is to be giddy!” said Cavor.
“It’s quite impossible for us to walk that plank.”
“I don’t believe they see as we do. I’ve been watching them. I wonder if they know this is simply blackness for us. How can we make them understand?”
“Anyhow, we must make them understand.”