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Updated: June 20, 2025
Tradmos looked out at the window for a moment as if to ascertain that they were going in the right direction, then he fixed his dark eyes on Thorndyke and asked hesitatingly: "I never thought I but do you know where your country is located?" "Why, certainly." "Well, I don't know where this one is. We are taught everything, I think, except geography."
"To the balcony on the central dome," ordered Tradmos through the window of the driver's compartment; and the adventurers felt the car sweep round in a curve that threw them against each other, and the next moment they had landed on a wide iron balcony encircling a great golden cone that towered hundreds of feet above them.
He stood erect; threw back his shoulders; expanded his massive chest and struck it with his clenched fist in pantomimic boastfulness. Tradmos smiled genially; but there was something curt and official in his tone when he next spoke that took the Englishman slightly aback.
Poor Johnston's lip was quivering. "Rubbish! but there comes the captain; put on a bold front; talk up New York; tell 'em about Chicago and the Fair, and ask to be allowed to ride in their Ferris Wheel if they ain't got no wheel, ask 'em when the first train leaves town." "This is no time for jokes," growled Johnston, as Tradmos returned.
"I see you like our sunlight?" said Tradmos, half interrogatively. "Never saw anything like it before." "Yours is, I think, the same color all day long." "Except on rainy days." "Must be a great bore, monotonous too much sameness. It is white, is it not?" "Yes, rather between white and yellow, I call it." "Something like our sixth hour, I suppose; this is the fourth hour of morning.
"An hundred years ago; then thousands lost their lives. As soon as the people suspect the cause of the delay they will go mad with fear." "What can we do?" asked the princess, recovering her self-possession. "Nothing, wait!" replied Tradmos. "This is as safe a place as you could find. Perhaps the trouble may be averted. Look!"
He bowed low as she turned away, and joined the throng that was passing along outside. An officer approached him. It was Captain Tradmos, who bowed and smiled pleasantly. "I congratulate you," he said, with suave pleasantness. "Upon what?" Thorndyke was on his guard at once. "Upon having pleased the king so thoroughly. No stranger, in my memory, has ever been treated so courteously.
"I could not possibly come earlier," she apologized, nestling against him so closely that he could feel the quick and excited beating of her heart. "My father kept me with him till only a moment ago. Captain Tradmos will be here soon." "When do we start?" he asked. "That is the trouble," she replied.
When the accident happened long ago the sun was just rising." "Has it stopped?" "I think not; it has simply gone out; the electric connection has, in some way, been cut off." The tumult seemed to have extended to the very limits of the city, and was constantly increasing. The smashing of timber and the falling of heavy stones were heard near by. Tradmos leaned far over the parapet.
"Glad that you stood that that torture so well; several men have died in that chair and some went mad." "I remembered your advice; that saved me." "I have a plan for us to try to rescue your friend." "Ah, I had forgotten him! what is it?" "Captain Tradmos likes you and has consented to aid us. We shall need an air-ship and he has one at his disposal which is used only for governmental purposes."
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