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Lord Findon, with the eagerness of a Londoner discovering some new thing, fell into quick talk with Fenwick; looked him meanwhile up and down, his features, bearing, clothes; noticed his North-Country accent, and all the other signs of the plebeian. And presently Fenwick, placed at his ease, began for the first time to expand, became argumentative and explosive.
That high explosive shell had obviously not come from the fort; where, then, had it come from? And what new surprise had fate in store?
She pointed through the open window, and as the girls peered out they saw the top of the hill fly upward in a shower of dirt and stones. Once more the deep boom sounded. "It's a big gun!" cried Alice. "I remember, now. Mr. Pertell said he wanted pictures of a siege of a fort, and he sent for a big gun to get explosive effects. Come on over!" "And be blown to pieces?" objected Ruth.
It was still fairly evident that he hadn't. All that he could hope for, which they both could summon, was luck and the deadening hands of time. He told himself, here, that it was more than probable that he was exaggerating the proportions of the whole situation Fanny had been angry before; her resentment faded the sooner for its swift explosive character.
But all he said was: "Light, here! Bring lamps!" Three Legionaries obeyed. The flare of the crude wicks, up along the door, showed its tremendous solidity. "A little of our explosive would do this business," the Master declared. "But it's obvious nothing short of that would have much effect. I think, men, we'll make our stand right here.
"All right," came faintly across the distance, with a wave of the smart little cap, and a bright backward smile from the handsome Englishman. The Saucy Seven looked at each other, then the big grad simply expressed things in one explosive "Well!" "No, I don't think we'll move to-morrow," said one. "Move from here!" said another. "Well, I'm a frazzle," added a third.
He was really asking himself, but he got a quick answer from Koa. "Sir, some of the stuff left in the craters from the other explosions gives off neutrons." "You’re right," Rip agreed instantly. A small piece from one of the craters, when combined with half of the neutron source in the bomb, should be enough. As for the explosive, they had exploding heads on their attack rockets.
It had come to him, at about the time that he fell in love with Aladdin's mother, that a certain worthless biproduct of something would, if combined with something else and steeped in water, generate a certain gas, which, though desperately explosive, would burn with a flame as white as day.
But he had learned what the explosive was; before he went away he had seen it used in half-a-dozen ways and had a visual demonstration of the necessity for caution in its handling. One of the young and cocky engineers, whom he so hated, dropped by dread mischance a heavy hammer on a stick of it, and the resulting turmoil left him lying torn and mangled on the rocks.
Finally, only a scant few hundreds of yards from its goal, the protective mirror was punctured and the freight of high explosive let go, with a silent, but nevertheless terrific, detonation. But now another torpedo was on its way, and another, and another; boring on ruthlessly toward the smaller sphere.
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