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"They believed you all spirits of the air," said the oil man, turning finally to speak to his new friends. "They were much frightened." "Ask them for news of Professor Henderson and the others," begged the anxious Mark. "They chased the crippled flying machine for some distance, but did not find it. My horn bade them return," replied Mr. Roebach.
"We've got to chop steps in the wall, and climb up in that way." "And abandon all our instruments and the telescope?" exclaimed Professor Henderson. "And the Snowbird?" added Mark. "We can hoist all the small things up to the top of this wall if we can get up there ourselves," said the old hunter. "Right you are, Mr. Sudds," declared Phineas Roebach, with vigor.
Roebach could supply the party with transportation to the Indian settlement where Professor Henderson would meet his own supplies from Coldfoot and there could obtain other dogs and sleds to go on to the valley where the Chrysothele-Byzantium was supposed to flourish. "And the road from here to Aleukan is a good one at this season of the year.
The professor began to notice a deposit of ash that lay thickly on the ground in sheltered places. "How remarkable how very remarkable!" he ejaculated. "One would think there was a volcano in action very near here." Mark repeated what Phineas Roebach had said about the 'quake and the storm of ashes. The professor began to rub his hands together and his eyes twinkled. "I declare!
They made a natural breastwork behind which a few determined men could hold at bay a horde of enemies for a time, at least. "The Indians are coming right on," cried Mark, excitedly. "And I see some of my old workmen among them," declared Phineas Roebach. "That is what is the trouble.
"Now you're talking sense, young fellow," muttered Roebach, still rubbing his head as though stunned. "Not if we were blown far enough to get beyond the earth's attraction or to get so far away from that body that the sun's attraction counterbalances that of the earth," replied the professor, calmly. "And why do we not fall off?" asked Mark.
My calculations regarding the rising of the moon, and the outlines of objects upon the great globe hanging yonder, prove to my mind conclusively that the awful cataclysm we endured, when we all completely lost consciousness, was the time when the eruption occurred, and we, with this great fragment of the earth, were blown out into space." "It can't be! it can't be!" shouted Phineas Roebach.
"We've lost our heads, perhaps; but we haven't lost our hold on the earth. It's nonsense!" "I sincerely wish I could feel that same confidence, Mr. Roebach," said Professor Henderson, drily. "These instruments of mine, however, cannot lie. It is a simple calculation to figure that the moon, now just risen, is thousands of miles out of her course, if we are still on the earth. No, Mr.
"All the stores are in the far end of the cabin," grunted Roebach. "And you can see what that geyser is doing to the shed where the tools are. There goes another stone through the roof!" "If we could only get hold of that portable forge," said Mark. "And that is what we must get," exclaimed Jack. "Is the door of that shanty locked, Mr. Roebach?"
"I'd like to hear of a dozen ways of getting out of this hole," murmured Mark Sampson. "Mr. Roebach," said the professor, ignoring the youth, "what do you say? What is your advice?" "The sun will be up in an hour, or thereabout. It's pretty dim down here. Let us wait and see what daylight shows us," was the oil man's reply. "The moon the other moon is just appearing," Jack said.
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