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Once more the Annihilator had ceased to advance, and was falling through space. "Can you fix it?" anxiously asked Jack, who was panting from the terrible struggle. "Yes," replied Mr. Roumann. "Fortunately he did not smash a vital part. I will soon have it running again." In less than half an hour the motor was repaired, and was speeding the projectile on its way.

Roumann was getting better every moment, and was soon able to stand. He was assisted to the house, where Mr. Henderson attended to the injury on his head. Then, after some more medicine had been administered, and the electric remedy had been applied again, the German announced that he felt almost as good as ever, except for an aching head. "How did it all happen?" asked Mr.

"I took him out ob his coop fo' a little exercise dis mawnin', an' he run in heah." "That explains it, I think," said Mr. Roumann. "Well, Washington, don't let it happen again. We don't want to be dashed downward through space all on account of a rooster." "No, indeedy; I'll lock him up good an' tight arter dis," promised the colored man.

That is, the adventurers entered a chamber built in between the two steel walls of their craft. The interior door was then sealed shut automatically. Next the outer door was opened, and they could step directly to the surface of the moon and into the deadly atmosphere. "Well, are we all ready?" asked Mr. Roumann, as he picked up one of the chemical torches.

In this compartment would be many strange machines, including the one which Mr. Roumann had invented to use the terrific and secret force of which he was the discoverer.

That he was some sort of an official was evidenced by the uniform he wore. Mr. Roumann approached the Martian, and made signs that he would like to see the light box. The officer shook his head vigorously, and said something rapidly. "I guess they don't allow strangers to touch it," observed Jack. "Evidently not," admitted Mr. Roumann. "I wonder if he knows where it comes from?"

Seeing this, he stooped and drew in the sand another geometrical problem, leaving it half completed. "You finish it, Mark," said Jack, and the boy did so, much to the delight of the crowd. "They all are well up in geometry," declared Mr. Roumann. "But I'd like to understand what force it was that made us move?" spoke Jack. "I'll see if I can find out," said Mr.

Roumann, then he said something in German. "I beg your pardon," he went on quickly. "I have a habit of talking to myself in my own language once in a while. What I said was that I did not know the lads were so young. I am somewhat apprehensive " "Do not be alarmed on the score of their youth," cried Professor Henderson.

Meanwhile Professor Roumann had set in motion a curious bit of apparatus, designed to repel stray meteors or detached bits of comets. As is well known, bodies floating in space, away from the attraction of gravitation, attract or repel each other as does a magnet or an electrically charged object. Acting on this law of nature, Professor Roumann had, with the aid of Mr.

They were engaged in getting out the Cardite, all working with feverish haste, when Jack, looking up, saw a Martian officer regarding the actions of the world-dwellers with his great, bulging eyes. "They've discovered us!" exclaimed Jack, as he stood up and watched the Martian. "What?" cried Mr. Roumann. "Oh, it's only one of them," he added, "and he hasn't any of those electrical sticks.

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