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Alchemist, v. 1, issue 4, December 1940
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16 ALCHEMIST instead of an angled house of glass such as the thirtieth century built, this man had reconstructed a rambling old stone house of the nineteenth century. Few people lived upon the open land in those days; and they had withdrawn into the confines of the city-states. New York, swollen by its meals of years, was a fat belly of mankind still many miles away. The land around the house was forest-covered. A week after Narodny had taken the house, the trees in the front of it had melted away leaving a three-acre, smooth field. It was not as though they had been cut, but as though they had been disolved. Later that night a great airship had appeared upon this field--abruptly, as though it had blinked out of another dimension. It was rocket-shaped but noiseless. And immediately a fog had fallen upon airship and house, hiding them. Within this fog, if one could have seen, was a wide tunnel leading from the air-cylinder's door to the door of the house. And out of the airship came swathed figures, ten of them, who walked along that tunnel, were met by Narodny and the door of the old house closed on them. A little later they returned, Narodny with them, and out of an opened hatch of the airship rolled a small flat car on which was a mechanism of crystal cones rising around each other to a central cone some four feet high. The cones were upon a thick base of some glassy material in which was imprisoned a restless green. Its rays did not penetrate that which held it but it seemed constantly seeking, with suggestion prodigious force, to escape. For hours the strange thick fog held. Twenty miles up on the far reaches
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16 ALCHEMIST instead of an angled house of glass such as the thirtieth century built, this man had reconstructed a rambling old stone house of the nineteenth century. Few people lived upon the open land in those days; and they had withdrawn into the confines of the city-states. New York, swollen by its meals of years, was a fat belly of mankind still many miles away. The land around the house was forest-covered. A week after Narodny had taken the house, the trees in the front of it had melted away leaving a three-acre, smooth field. It was not as though they had been cut, but as though they had been disolved. Later that night a great airship had appeared upon this field--abruptly, as though it had blinked out of another dimension. It was rocket-shaped but noiseless. And immediately a fog had fallen upon airship and house, hiding them. Within this fog, if one could have seen, was a wide tunnel leading from the air-cylinder's door to the door of the house. And out of the airship came swathed figures, ten of them, who walked along that tunnel, were met by Narodny and the door of the old house closed on them. A little later they returned, Narodny with them, and out of an opened hatch of the airship rolled a small flat car on which was a mechanism of crystal cones rising around each other to a central cone some four feet high. The cones were upon a thick base of some glassy material in which was imprisoned a restless green. Its rays did not penetrate that which held it but it seemed constantly seeking, with suggestion prodigious force, to escape. For hours the strange thick fog held. Twenty miles up on the far reaches
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