"They all are well up in geometry," declared Mr. Roumann.
"But I'd like to understand what force it was that made us move?"
spoke Jack.
"I'll see if I can find out," said Mr. Henderson, and he made
motions to indicate that they would like to know what power it
was that moved them away from the projectile.
A smile came to the face of the leading Martian. He pointed to
his big head, and then to the travelers. Then he fixed his great
eyes on them.
Instantly they felt themselves being moved backward to the
projectile. They went a few feet, then were moved forward toward
the crowd again. Then they found themselves stationary.
"It's thought force!" cried Jack. "That's what it is. They
simply will for a thing to be done, and it is done--at least with
persons from another planet. They have the power to make us move
by merely wishing it."
"Then they ought to be able to read our thoughts," spoke Mark.
"Maybe their power extends only to motion," suggested Mr.
Henderson.
The chief leader spoke again, and it was evident that he was
asking if the explanation and demonstration he had given was
satisfactory.
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