The little machine glided swiftly down the tube through the mighty ship, finally coming out through the opening that had admitted them.

The jets hissed, the great machine glided forward and became airborne.

Then the footman closed the door and the big machine glided from the parking lot like the wraith of a great ship.

The machines glided away toward the lake, still in their unbroken line.

Like a prowling cat Blade's machine glided through the smoky streets, only a few feet above the ground.

The machine started to hum and glided swiftly up the rail.

All too soon his own vast machine glided in for a landing.

The trio stood, facing the ship, talking among themselves until a fearsome machine glided along the rails to their side of the dock.

The machine glided away, leaving the dead beast to whatever passed for scavengers on Minerva.

As they grew from illusion to solid reality, the machines glided over the ice, not deigning to touch the surface of the world.