"Mary, whatever comes, be alert."
She pressed my arm. "Yes."
"Come," said the Robot. "If you wish to see the Cosmorama, now, from the Beginning, come quickly."
We joined him at the window. We had made the turn, and were speeding forward again.
At that moment all thought of escape was swept from me, submerged by awe.
This vast Cosmorama! This stupendous pageant of the events of Time!
CHAPTER XII
A Billion Years in An Hour!
saw at first, from the window of the cage, nothing more than an area of gray blur. I stared, and it appeared to be shifting, crawling, slowly tossing and rolling. It was a formless vista of Nothingness, yet it seemed a pregnant Nothingness. Things I could sense were happening out there; things almost to be seen.