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"Like Jules Verne's thing in A Trip to the Moon." But Cavor was not a reader of fiction. "I begin to see," I said slowly. "And you could get in and screw yourself up while the Cavorite was warm, and as soon as it cooled it would become impervious to gravitation, and off you would fly " "At a tangent." "You would go off in a straight line " I stopped abruptly.
My intention of going back to the moon, of getting a sphereful of gold, and afterwards of having a fragment of Cavorite analysed and so recovering the great secret perhaps, finally, even of recovering Cavor's body all these ideas vanished altogether. I was the sole survivor, and that was all. I think that going to bed was one of the luckiest ideas I have ever had in an emergency.
Of course there is one thing " He paused. I stood still. "It is just possible, you know, that we may not be able to make it after all! It may be one of those things that are a theoretical possibility, but a practical absurdity. Or when we make it, there may be some little hitch!" "We'll tackle the hitch when it comes." said I. The First Making of Cavorite
Unhappily, they are only fragments, and the most momentous of all the things that he had to tell humanity the instructions, that is, for the making of Cavorite, if, indeed, he ever transmitted them have throbbed themselves away unrecorded into space. We never succeeded in getting a response back to Cavor.
And, of course, when all the Cavorite blinds were closed, "down" was towards the centre of our sphere, and "up" towards its outer wall. It was curiously unlike earthly experience, too, to have the light coming up to one. On earth light falls from above, or comes slanting down sideways, but here it came from beneath our feet, and to see our shadows we had to look up.
So you see, that except for the thickness of the blind rollers, the Cavorite exterior of the sphere will consist of windows or blinds, whichever you like to call them. Well, when all these windows or blinds are shut, no light, no heat, no gravitation, no radiant energy of any sort will get at the inside of the sphere, it will fly on through space in a straight line, as you say.
And enamelled, as it were, on the outer steel " "Cavorite?" "Yes." "But how will you get inside?" "There was a similar problem about a dumpling." "Yes, I know. But how?" "That's perfectly easy. An air-tight manhole is all that is needed. That, of course, will have to be a little complicated; there will have to be a valve, so that things may be thrown out, if necessary, without much loss of air."
This was a possible substance, and he was going to make it! V'la tout, as the Frenchman says. Beyond that, he was childish! If he made it, it would go down to posterity as Cavorite or Cavorine, and he would be made an F.R.S., and his portrait given away as a scientific worthy with Nature, and things like that. And that was all he saw!
Later on, when you have come in with your practical mind, and Cavorite is floated floated is the word, isn't it? and it has realised all you anticipate for it, we may set matters right with these persons. But not now not now.
After some wriggling and shoving I managed to crawl out upon sand, over which the retreating waves still came and went. I did not attempt to stand up. It seemed to me that my body must be suddenly changed to lead. Mother Earth had her grip on me now no Cavorite intervening. I sat down heedless of the water that came over my feet.
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