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Updated: May 11, 2025


I could neither see anything of the lake, the square, nor the town, but only a bare and rugged platform of weathered rocks, and the cloudy sky above it. What was the matter? Had Gazen and Carmichael taken it into their heads to make an excursion, such as we had often planned, in order to observe something more of the country? Yes, that was it, no doubt.

"Many thousand miles at least." "So much the better. We shall get more time." "Humph! prolonging the agony, that's all. I begin to wish it was all over." Gazen directed his instrument on the planet, and we resumed our observations. "We are no longer rising," said Gazen after a time. "I suppose we are near the turning-point."

With the intention of rejoining Professor Gazen in the observatory, and seeing it through his telescope, I flung away my cigar, and stepped towards the door of the cabin; but ere I had gone two paces, I suddenly reeled and fell. At first I imagined that an accident had happened to the car, but soon realised that I myself was at fault.

Religion apart, what does the present age of science need more than poetry? What would benefit a hard-headed, matter-of-fact man of science like Professor Gazen if not the arts of the sublime and beautiful if not a poetical companion such as Miss Carmichael? Thus, after a long rambling meditation, I had come back to my bachelor friend and the fair American.

Presently we floated above a large open space or square, lit with coloured lanterns, and evidently adorned with trees, fountains, and statuary. Here a great number of people had assembled, and as they appeared quite orderly and peaceable, we determined to land. While the car descended cautiously, Gazen and I kept a sharp watch on the crowd, with our revolvers in our hands.

"Now let us take a look through the telescope," he went on, wiping his eyes, and adjusting the instrument. "You will see how soon it gets out of focus. We are flying from Mercury, my friend, faster and faster." It was true. "But I don't understand how that should be," said I. "The firing ought to have had a contrary effect." "The rifles are not to blame," answered Gazen.

The Senior politely took the hint, and repeating his courteous salute, withdrew from our presence, accompanied by his followers. "I told you so!" cried Miss Carmichael, when Gazen and I re-entered the car. "They are treating us like superior beings."

I felt, too, that my own being had now completed its development, and burst into bloom like a plant under the vivifying rays of the sun. Exulting in my new-found happiness, and overcome with gratitude for it, I watched the receding boat in a sort of trance until the matter-of-fact voice of Gazen broke the spell. "Prettiest sight I ever saw in my life," said he to Otāré. "Quite a living picture."

"Poets have called the stars 'fleurs de ciel," said Gazen, shifting the telescope, "and if so, the nebula are the orchids; for they imitate crabs, birds, dumb-bells, spirals, and so forth. Take a look at this one, and tell us what you think of it." "I see a cloud of silver light in the dark sky," said Miss Carmichael, after observing it. "What does it resemble?" "It's rather like a pansy or "

A blush mounted to her cheek as she answered with a divine glance, "Meet me at sunset to-morrow, and I will be yours." As yet I had not mentioned my adventure with Alumion to any of my companions, but that night I said to Gazen, as we smoked our cigars together, "Wish me joy, old fellow! I am going to be married."

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