You'll never make me believe that a world like this can be inhabited by anything dangerous." "Perhaps, but we mustn't forget what happened on Mars, _Madonna mia_.
Still, there's one thing, we haven't been tackled by any aerial fleets yet." "I don't think the people here want air-ships.

They can fly themselves.
Look! there are a lot of them coming to meet us.

That was a rather wicked remark of yours, Lenox, about the half-way house to heaven; but those certainly do look something like angels." As Zaidie said this, after a somewhat lengthy pause, during which the _Astronef_ had descended to within a few hundred feet of the mountain-spur, she handed her field-glasses to her husband, and pointed downwards towards an island which lay a couple or miles or so off the end of the spur.
He put the glasses to his eyes, and took a long look through them.
Moving them slowly up and down, and from side to side, he saw hundreds of winged figures rising from the island and floating towards them.
"You were right, dear," he said, without taking the glass from his eyes, "and so was I.If those aren't angels, they're certainly something like men, and, I suppose, women too who can fly.

We may as well stop here and wait for them.

I wonder what sort of an animal they take the _Astronef_ for." He sent a message down the tube to Murgatroyd and gave a turn and a half to the steering-wheel.