THE LARGE, INVISIBLE, ovular being that hung suspended over the Empire State Building rested from its exertion. Soon it was approached by another of its kind.
“It is finished?” asked the second.
“Yes. Just now. I am resting.”
“I can feel the emptiness of it.”
“It was very good. Where were you?”
“On the next planet out. No beauty to it at all; no system. How was yours?”
“Beautiful,” said the first. “It went according to the strictest semantic relationship following the purest mathematical principles. They made it easy for me.”
“Good.”
“Well, where to now?”
“There’s another system about four thoughts away. We’re due there soon.”
“All right. Let’s go.”
“What’s that you have there?”
“Oh, this?” replied the first. “It’s a higher neural order compendium the Things here made up. It’s
