just
discovered it a minute ago. Hole's healed up neatly."

Villa was peeling away the bandage on his hand. Now he gave a glad
shout. "_Madre de Dios!_ Look, the burn has gone!" He showed them his
hand. "Tuesday, a terrible scorched place; today, behold, it is well!"

The woman said, "You know, this _might_ be a laboratory. When I taught
kindergarten we had simple tests for the children that were somewhat
like that remote control apparatus."

* * * * *

Watkins pushed the big man, Summersby, on the shoulder. "I wish you'd
get into this," he said irritably. "We need all the brains we have to
get out."

Summersby looked at him. "You think we'll get out?" he asked.

"Why not?"

"Why?" Summersby sounded tired, and as if his mind was a long way off.
"If these are scientists, they'll keep a fairly close watch on their lab
animals."

"You're a forest ranger, man. Don't you have to meet emergencies all the
time?" Watkins was exasperated. Adam thought, I wouldn't talk to the big
fellow that way; he looks as wild as a panther.

"I'm sorry," said Summersby, turning away again. "I don't think we can
escape, or plan to, until we have more information."

"You needn't inflict your morbidity on us," said Full. "Because you're a
defeatist is no reason for us to be."

Summersby stood up. He looked as tall to Adam as one of the monsters.
"If we're guinea pigs, we'll end up as guinea pigs," he said. "And what
do experimenters do with guinea pigs, finally? They infect or dissect
them. Now leave me alone!" He walked to the farthest corner and sat down
on the straw, staring at his feet.

Adam reached up automatically to push at his glasses, found them
missing, and was confused for an instant. Then he said, "There's a
thought. We better bust out as quick as we can."

"Summersby won't help," said Watkins. "Anybody else feel fatalistic
about this mess?"

"I must get back to my chili stand," said Villa. "And my wife," he
added.

"Adam, you're nearer to college courses than I am," said Watkins. Adam
nodded. "How many places in the world are there, big enough and
unexplored enough to hide a race of giants like these?"

"I guess parts of Africa and South America, maybe the Arctic, some
islands. I don't really know."

"Neither do I."

"Perhaps we aren't on the earth at all," said Mrs. Full. They all looked
at her. "I read a book once in which a party of people discovered a land
beneath the eart