About this story
The neighbour turns out to be a physicist who has made a substance that screens gravity, and you play Bedford, who sees the money in it long before he sees the danger. Sixty-eight chapters: a sphere, a landing, air that arrives with the sunrise, and a civilisation under the crust with a use for everyone born into it.
Who you’ll meet
Cavor. The reader is Bedford.
How it opens
A failed round of business left one creditor eager to pursue you beyond London.
LandladyThe bungalow is lonely enough for work if the road holds.
Three years of rent looked bolder than the unfinished play meant to pay it.
Solitude is the one article I can afford.
LandladyLympne supplied it, though the clay will charge its price.
Choose
Ten quiet days should finish my comedy.
The stage must rescue me from clerking.