CHAPTER XXII

THE TRIAL In a few moments more the storm had passed completely; only the wet city streets, the mist over the lake, and the moist warmth of the air remained. For some time the three visitors to this extraordinary world stood silent at the latticed windows, awed by what they had seen. The noise of the panels as the Chemist slid them back brought them to themselves. "A curious land, gentlemen," he remarked quietly. "It's--it's weird," the Very Young Man ejaculated. The Chemist led them out across the roof to its othe…