"This must be their city hall, the palace of justice, the main
administration building, or whatever they call it," said Jack.
"Evidently the Martians don't believe in conducting politics in
the dark."
"Well, it's going to be dark pretty soon," observed Mark, "for
the sun is setting."
"And look at what a small sun it is," added Jack.
For the first time they noticed that the great luminary was much
smaller than it appeared to them on the earth. It was about half
the size, but, though Mars must have received considerably less
heat from it than did the earth, it was not at all chilly, but,
on the contrary, warmer than on the earth at the same time of
year.
The little sun slowly sank down behind the distant hills, and
when the sleds came to a stop in front of the glass palace, the
boys and others found themselves being moved up the broad steps.
"Evidently there's going to be an inquiry concerning us,"
commented Jack.
They were taken into a vast audience chamber. At one end was a
raised platform, upon which were seated a number of Martians.
Each one had a golden circlet on his head, and in the center of
each band was some geometrical figure.
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