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"If it's possible the professor will do it," responded his chum. The next instant they were in the engine room, where Mr. Roumann was bending over the Cardite motor. "Shut off the power!" yelled Jack. "We are going to hit a meteor!" gasped Mark. The German looked up with a startled glance. "Slow down?" he repeated. "It is impossible to slow down at once! We are going ninety miles a second!"
The resistance block was loosened, and that caused the force of the Cardite to shoot out at the rear. We must watch out for the work of this enemy!" "Don't distress yourself about that now," urged Mr. Henderson. "Are you badly hurt? Do you need a doctor?" The German slowly drank the rest of the water which Jack gave him, and then gradually arose to a standing position.
If you ask me, I, for one, would like to make a trip to the moon. It would give me a better chance to test the powers of Cardite, that wonderful red substance we brought from Mars. I can use that in the Etherium motor. If you left it to me, I'd say, 'go to the moon." "Well, perhaps we will," spoke Mr. Henderson thoughtfully. "You'll go, too, won't you, Mark?" asked Jack.
On the way along the country road he kept a sharp lookout for any sign of his chum, and, also, he looked to see if he could catch a glimpse of any person who might answer the description of the man they suspected of tampering with the Cardite motor. But the road was deserted, save for an occasional farmer urging his horses along, that be might the more quickly get home to supper.
We can use them for laboratory purposes, and need not sell them. In fact, with the Cardite we brought back from Mars, we have no lack of money, so we really do not need the diamonds."
But there was sufficient damage done to the machinery, for with the breaking of the air pump the water apparatus also went out of commission, and together with the breakdown of the Cardite motor had fairly stalled the Annihilator. "What's the matter?" cried Professor Henderson, running in from the pilot-house, for an automatic signal there had apprised him that something was wrong.
"I am the keeper of the Cardite, and I am told by one of my assistants that you have taken some." "Well?" asked Mr. Roumann. "You must return it at once. It is against our laws for strangers to have any of the Cardite." "But we came here to get it. We only took a little, and you have so much." "That makes no difference. You must return it at once, and then you must go away.
Roumann as he went to the pilot house, after seeing that the motor was working well, "we got to the place we set out for, and we secured some Cardite, which is what I wanted. I am now able to repay you for building this projectile, Professor Henderson, you need never worry about money again."
He was caught, and locked up in a spare room, but, when Mars was reached, he escaped. The book tells how our friends were welcomed by the Martians, how they learned the language, saw many strange sights, and finally got on the track of the Cardite, or red substance, which the German professor, Mr. Roumann, had come so far to seek.
"Then here we go!" announced the aged scientist. He pulled toward him the main starting lever of the Cardite motor, while Professor Roumann opened the valve which admitted to the plates and cylinders the mysterious force that was to send them on their way. "Elevate the bow!" called Professor Henderson.
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