Ray Cummings

Ray Cummings

Summary

Portrait of Ray Cummings Ray Cummings,  The White Invaders

“ Ahead of us, to the right within the line of oleanders, the glowing white figure of an apparition was visible. We stopped, out of breath from the climb, and stood by the roadside.
“See it there?” Don murmured. “Let’s wait and watch it a moment.”
One may get used to anything. We were not frightened. The figure, no more than twenty feet ahead of us, stood partly within a tree-trunk. It could not materialize there. It was the figure of a man, with helmet and looped wires.
“Not that fellow who called himself Tako,” I whispered.
This one was smaller, no larger than Jane, perhaps.
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Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Ray Cummings Ray Cummings,  The White Invaders

“ He flung a glance of warning at the two guards to watch us. He left the projector, flushed, triumphant, all his senses perhaps reeling with the realization of what he had done. He saw the two girls huddled in the moonlight of the balcony floor. He stooped and pushed Tolla roughly away.
“Jane! Jane, did you see it? My triumph! Tako, master of everything! Even of you—is it not so?”
Did some instinct impel her not to repulse him? Some intuition giving her strength to flash him a single alluring moonlit glance?
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Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Ray Cummings Ray Cummings,  The White Invaders

“ The moonlit water lapped gently at our feet. The cliff rose to our right, a mass of gray-black rock, pitted and broken, fantastically indented, unreal in the moonlight.
“I seen it—just about there,” Willie whispered.
Before us, a little rock headland jutted out into the water. Don halted us, and we stood silent, gazing. I think that there is hardly any place more fantastic than a Bermuda shorefront in the moonlight. In these little eroded recesses, caves and grottoes one might expect to see crooked-legged gnomes, scampering to peer at the human intruder.
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Source: Gutenberg

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