XXIXBut the grass plain stretched away unbroken at Finn's eye-level. No people, no houses were visible. Wherever the ironclads were, they weren't there. Finn and Diane had emerged in another deep fold in the ground. Not far away, beyond the rising earth, just as the old man had promised, he could see the top of a wooden line-of-sight tower.
The light had seemed very bright at first, but now it was actually twilight: dusk, or dawn. He had no idea how long they'd been down beneath the ground. The low sun glinted off the glass lenses of the 'scopes in the tower.
“We're here,” he called down to Diane. “We made it.”
He heaved himself out and lay on his back. After a few moments, the top of Diane's head appeared from the hole in the ground. She pulled herself out and they lay there like fish
