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The moment the pressure about us began to relax, she surged toward the waiting cruiser at the end of the tunnel, and I shouted to Koto and LeConte. "Go and help her, you two! I'll do the work on our ship!" They did not question my order, but obeyed.
Professor Leconte seems to go farther when he says that "in animals brain-changes are in all cases the cause of psychical phenomena; in man alone, and only in his higher activities, psychic changes precede and determine brain changes." We shall see farther on that Mr.
LeConte says: "Although the species change greatly, and perhaps many times, in passing from the lowest to the highest strata, we do not usually, it must be acknowledged, find the gradual transitions we would naturally expect, if the change were effected by gradual transitions."
Notwithstanding the majestic form and the imposing quality of his verse which struck such a brilliant note that even the hexameters of Hugo seemed pale in comparison, Leconte de Lisle could no longer satisfy him. The antiquity so marvelously restored by Flaubert remained cold and immobile in his hands. Nothing palpitated in his verses, which lacked depth and which, most often, contained no idea.
All of us then held a hasty conference and decided that since no one was badly in need of rest, LeConte would return to his sending set, Koto would keep a deck watch, and Captain Crane and I would see what we could learn from the prisoner. From the start it had been certain that the Orconite's strength was not to be compared to our earthly powers.
"LeConte, you help her." Then I turned to Koto and in the dark waved a fist under his nose. "You idiot " "No, my friend," he laughed at me. "You killed Leider. LeConte put out the lights. Captain Crane will pilot the ship. Now it's my turn. You will pardon my insubordination, but you will also please to hurry up the gangway before I knock you unconscious and throw you up.
By this time I saw in the corridor leading to our old ship, where the darkness was only partially broken by our lights, a dark-headed grinning man who was bent nearly double with the speed of his running. "He's coming!" I howled. "He's coming!" LeConte echoed to Virginia Crane in the control room. And again the miracle of the hundred-thousand-tonner in the pond was performed.
I am also doing many water colors, I am reading the Iliad with Aurore, who does not like any translation except Leconte de Lisle's, insisting that Homer is spoiled by approximate renderings. The child is a singular mixture of precocity and childishness. She is nine years old and so large that one would think her twelve.
Little by little, however, the crowd quiets down, and I catch Louis Gallet’s fine lines, marvellously phrased by Mesdames Bartet, Dudlay, Moreno, and the handsome Fenoux as Apollo. The real interest of the public is only aroused, however, when The Erynnies begins. This powerful adaptation from the tragedy of Æschylus is the chef d’œuvre of Leconte de Lisle. The silence is now complete.
Captain Crane stiffened and faced me, waiting. "What is it?" Koto gasped. "We'll find out what it is," I flung back. "Miss Crane Captain on deck with you. Here, Koto, a hand with one of the guns. We'll take it up out of the hatchway and through the main cabin." LeConte, I knew, was the one we must be careful of, with his cracked ribs.
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