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"Professor," she said, with a tremor in her voice, and a look of supplication in her eyes, "you will come back soon you will not leave us long." "No, my darling I beg your pardon," answered Gazen, obeying the impulse of his heart. "God knows I would give my life to save you if I could." In another instant he had locked her in his arms.
It is simply an optical effect, a variety of the phenomenon called 'anthelia, like Ulloa's Circle and the famous 'Spectre of the Brocken." "Explain it how you will," rejoined Miss Carmichael, "to me it is an emblem of hope. It cheers my heart." "I am very glad to hear it, and I should be very sorry to crush your hopes," said Gazen pleasantly.
"Is she alive?" enquired Carmichael, in breathless and trembling accents. "Yes, thank God," responded Gazen fervently; as he raised her hand to his lips and kissed it. There were tears of joy in his eyes, and I knew then what I had long suspected, that he loved her.
Gazen was evidently in his own element, and began a long lecture on the constitution of the universe, which appeared to interest Miss Carmichael very much. Somehow it jarred upon me, and I retired to the little smoking-room, where I lit a cigar, and sat down beside the open scuttles to enjoy a quiet smoke. "Why am I displeased with the lucubrations of the professor?" I said to myself.
Purple streams were gushing from his head and sides; he attempted to fly, and ran towards the brink of the ledge; but ere he could gain sufficient impetus to launch himself into the air, he staggered and fell heavily to the ground, with his broken wings beneath him. Gazen, quicker than her father, flew towards Miss Carmichael, and bent over her.
The villagers threw up their hands with shrill exclamations at this moving recital, and, going up to the cart, gazen open-mouthed and not without a secret sympathy at the prostrate forms. Then they asked why the deserters were gagged.
"If we only had time, my father might recover, and I believe he would save us yet," said Miss Carmichael. "I wonder how much time we have," muttered Gazen. "We can't tell," said I. "It depends on the height we had reached and the speed we were going at when the engines stopped. We shall rise like a ball thrown into the air and then fall back to the ground."
Gazen and I calculated the positions of the rifles and the number of shots to be fired in order to give the required impetus to the car. The engine-room, being well provided with scuttles, was chosen as the scene of our operations.
A slight impulse will direct it one way or another. Why should we not send it off in such a way that in falling towards Mercury it will not strike the planet, but circle round it; or if it should fall towards the surface, will do so at a great slant, and allow the atmosphere to cool the engines." "Let me see," said Gazen, drawing a diagram in his note-book, and studying it attentively.
His words sounded like a reprieve to a condemned man on the morning of his execution, and in the revulsion of my feeling I shouted, "Hurrah!" "What can it mean?" cried Gazen. "Simply this," said I joyfully. "We have reached the 'dead-point, where the attraction of Mercury on the car is balanced by the attraction of the sun. It can't be anything else."
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