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Often he wondered at himself and questioned how he contrived to face the pressure put upon him, but the only motive he could trace beyond the stalwart desire of every decent man to take his gruel without squealing was an ambition to be able to meet Auriole Craven's eyes squarely when she came to see him and say "I'm afraid your friends haven't got my strength just yet."
Auriole had her right forefinger already resting on a little white button, ready at a touch to send the kindling spark into the mighty mass of explosives which lay buried at the bottom of what had been the Great Lever pit. Lennard also had his right forefinger on another button, but his left hand was in his coat pocket and the other forefinger was on the trigger of a loaded and cocked revolver.
Auriole clenched her hands tightly and bit her lip. Somewhere behind those shuttered windows on the second floor the inquisition was going forward. Three men to one. The relentless interrogation. The same question repeated in a hundred ways and the same unshakable refusal to give an answer. It was fitting indeed that nature should cast a shadow over such doings.
Looks like," he threw a glance at Laurence, "your durn psychology isn't worth a hill o' beans." "We haven't given it a chance yet," said Laurence in defence of his method. "Seventeen days," grunted Van Diest. "And no progress nothing. This was not an ordinary man." "Am I to see him today?" asked Auriole. Hipps shook his head and the girl brightened perceptibly. "Seems to please you."
"And I've helped in the torture," she sobbed. "Broken you down. Oh! what a beast. What a beast I am." "Very tired," said Richard. "Want to go to sleep." "There's no sleep for you in this house except " The door opened and Ezra Hipps walked in. "Sorry to interrupt," he said, "but how's things?" "I was just coming," said Auriole with a quick pretence at light heartedness.
Of course, there was no report; only a brilliant blaze of light to the southward, and an atmospheric shock which made the Auriole shudder as she passed on her way. The Tsar looked out to the spot where the blaze of flame had burst out. The other airship had vanished. "She has gone. That is awful," he said, with a shake in his voice.
The lifting-fans began to whirr, and as the Auriole rose from the grass the White Ensign dipped three times in salute to the Royal Standard floating from the flagstaff on the palace roof. Then, as the driving propellers whirled round till they became two intersecting circles of light, the Auriole swept up over the tree-tops and vanished through the clouds.
"If the heavens are only kind enough, we'll go up to the observatory and, as Mr Lennard says, see something that no one else has ever seen." "And then," laughed Auriole, "I suppose you will have achieved the second ambition of your life. You have already piled up a bigger heap of dollars than anybody else in the world, and by midnight you will have seen farther into Creation than anybody else.
Soon after eight o'clock a heavy mist came down over Whernside and its companion heights, and Mr Parmenter went to one of the windows of the big dining-room and said: "I reckon this will just about fit us, Mr Lennard, so, if you've got your portmanteau packed, have it sent up to the Auriole at once, and we'll make a start."
He interrupted her impatiently, with an order to chuck out her passenger minor considerations had no weight with him everything, everybody must be sacrificed to the need of the moment. "Minor considerations?" said Auriole bitterly. "You speak as if you'd carried the game alone, as far as it has gone. But it was my passenger the man you want to chuck out who made it possible.
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