The telephone rang and I knew before I picked it up that it was Jones
calling.
"I know your choice, my brother," he said, "and I am pleased. We will
travel immediately."
A great joy surged through me. Here was the Messiah to deliver me from
the slavery of my Earthbound existence to the paradise of Uru.
"I'm on my way!" I cried. I shut the door of my squalid room without a
backward glance or a moment of regret.
* * * * *
Life was even more beautiful in Urula than I had dared hope. I had
my own home and a man-servant. I ate the finest foods, drank choice
liquors.