That is the crushing truth.

I can find out nothing at all.

When I look down through the earth by means of the Artesian ray I reach a certain depth and then I see a void; when I look down through a perfectly open passage to the same depth, I still see a void." "But, Roland," said Margaret, holding in her hand the view taken of the bottom of the shaft, "what is this in the middle of the proof?
It is darker than the rest, but it seems to be all covered up with mistiness.
Have you a magnifying-glass ?" Roland found a glass, and seized the photograph.

He had forgotten his usual courtesy.
"Margaret," he cried, "that dark thing is my automatic shell! It is lying on its side.

I can see the greater part of it.