himself. Was she what he had wished? Why yes--surely he had
been thinking of her--in his dreams, all his life vaguely picturing
something like this for Lee Anthony....

"I guess I have been thinking of you," he agreed. "No, you haven't
disappointed me, Aura. You--you are--"

He could find no words to say it. "We are almost there," she said. "He
will be very happy to have you come. He is a very good man, Lee. The
one, we think, of the most goodness--and wiseness, to guide us all--"

The path had led them up a rocky defile, with gnarled little trees
growing between the crags. Ahead, the hillside rose up in a broken,
rocky cliff. There was a door, like a small tunnel entrance. A woman in
a long white robe was by the door.

"He is here," Aura said. "Young Anthony."

"You go in."

Silently they passed her. The tunnel entrance glowed with the pastel
radiance from the rocks. The radiance was a soft blob of color ahead of
them.

"You will find that he cannot move now," Aura whispered. "You will sit
by his bed. And talk softly."

"You mean--he's ill?"

"Well--what you would call paralysis. He cannot move. Only his lips--his
eyes. He will be gone from us soon, so that then he can only be unseen.
A Visitor--"

Her whisper trailed off. Lee's heart was pounding, seeming to thump in
his throat as Aura led him silently forward. It was a draped, cave-like
little room. Breathless, Lee stared at a couch--a thin old figure lying
there--a frail man with white hair that framed his wrinkled face. It was
a face that was smiling, its sunken, burning eyes glowing with a new
intensity. The lips moved; a faint old voice murmured:

"And you--you are Lee?"

"Yes--grandfather--"

He went slowly forward and sat on the bedside.

CHAPTER IV

_Mad Giant_

To Lee, after a moment, his grandfather seemed not awe-inspiring, but
just a frail old man, paralyzed into almost complete immobility, lying
here almost pathetically happy to have his grandson at last with him. An
old man, with nothing of the mystic about him--an old man who had
been--unknown to the savants of his Earth--perhaps the greatest
scientist among them. Quietly, with pride welling in him, Lee held the
wasted, numbed hand of his grandfather and listened....

Phineas Anthony, the scientist. After many years of research,
spending his own private fortune, he had evolved the secret of
size-change--solved the intricate problems of anti-gravitational
spaceflight; and