Part 3 (1/2)

”Of course. You're something of an astronomer; don't you know that they hang about all the planets? They didn't give me any rest last night. I was on tender hooks all the time while you were sleeping. I was half inclined to call one of you to help me. We pa.s.sed some pretty ugly fellows while you slept, I can tell you! You know that this is an unexplored sea that we are navigating, and I don't want to run on the rocks.”

”But we seem to be a good way off from the earth now,” I remarked, ”and there ought not to be much danger.”

”It's not as dangerous as it was, but there may be some of them yet around here. I'll feel safer when we have put a few more million miles behind us.”

_A few more million miles!_ We all stood aghast when we heard the words.

We had, indeed, imagined that the earth looked as if it might be a million miles away, but, then, it was merely a pa.s.sing impression, which had given us no sense of reality; but now when we heard Edmund say that we actually had traveled such a distance, the idea struck us with overwhelming force.

”In the name of all that's good, Edmund,” cried Jack, ”at what rate are we traveling, then?”

”Just at present,” Edmund replied, glancing at an indicator, ”we're making twenty miles a second.”

_Twenty miles a second!_ Our excited nerves had another shock.

”Why,” I exclaimed, ”that's faster than the earth moves in its...o...b..t!”

”Yes, a trifle faster; but I'll probably have to work up to a little better speed in order to get where I want to go before our goal begins to run away from us.”

”Ah, there you are,” said Jack. ”That's what I wanted to know. What is our goal? Where are we going?”

Before Edmund could reply we all sprang to our feet in affright. A loud grating noise had broken upon our ears. At the same instant the car gave a lurch, and a blaze of the most vicious lightning streamed through a window.

”Confound the things!” shouted Edmund, springing to the window, and then darting to one of his k.n.o.bs and beginning to twist it with all his force.

In a second we were sprawling on the floor--all except Edmund, who kept his hold on the k.n.o.b. Our course had been changed with amazing quickness, and our startled eyes beheld a huge misshapen object darting past the window.

”Here comes another!” cried Edmund, again seizing the k.n.o.b.

I had managed to get my face to the window, and I certainly thought that we were done for. Apparently only a few rods away, and rus.h.i.+ng straight at the car, was a vast black ma.s.s, shaped something like a dumb-bell, with ends as big as houses, tumbling over and over, and threatening us with annihilation. If it hit us, as it seemed sure that it would do, I knew that we should never return to the earth, unless in the form of pulverized ashes!

CHAPTER III

THE PLANETARY LIMITED

But Edmund had seen the meteor sooner than I, and as quick as thought he swerved the car, and threw us all off our feet once more. But we should have been thankful if he had broken our heads, since he had saved us from instant destruction.

The danger, however, was not yet pa.s.sed. Scarcely had the immense dumb-bell (which Edmund declared must have been composed of solid iron, so great was its effect on his needles) disappeared, before there came from outside a blaze so fierce that it fairly slapped our lids shut.

”A collision!” Edmund exclaimed. ”The thing has struck another big meteor, and they are exchanging fiery compliments.”

He threw himself flat on the floor, and stared out of the peephole. Then he jumped to his feet and gave us another tumble.

”They're all about us,” he faltered, breathless with exertion; then, having drawn a deep inspiration, he continued: ”We're like a boat in a raging freshet, with rocks, tree trunks, and cakes of ice threatening it on all sides. But we'll get out of it. The car obeys its helm as if it appreciated the danger. Why, I got away from that last fellow by setting up atomic reaction against it, as a boatman pushes with his pole.”

Even in the midst of our terror we could not but admire our leader. His resources seemed boundless, and our confidence in him grew with every escape. While he kept guard at the peepholes we watched for meteors from the windows. We must have come almost within striking distance of a thousand in the course of an hour, but Edmund decided not to diminish our speed, for he said that he could control the car quicker when it was under full headway.

So on we rushed, dodging the things like a crow in a flock of pestering jays, and we really enjoyed the excitement. It was more fascinating sport than shooting rapids in a careening skiff, and at last we grew so confident in the powers of our car and its commander that we were rather sorry when the last meteor pa.s.sed, and we found ourselves once more in open, unimpeded s.p.a.ce.

After that the time pa.s.sed quietly. We ate our meals and went to bed and rose as regularly as if we had been at home. In one respect, however, things were very different from what they were on the earth. We had no night! The sun shone continually, although the sky was black and always glittering with stars. None of us needed to be told by our conductor that this was due to the fact that we no longer had the shadow of the earth to make night for us when the sun was behind it. The sun was now never behind the earth, or any other great opaque body, and when we wished to sleep we made an artificial night, for our special use, by closing all the shutters. And there was no atmosphere about us to diffuse the sunlight, and so to hide the stars. We kept count of the days by the aid of a calendar clock; there seemed to be nothing that Edmund had forgotten. And it was a delightful experience, the wonder of which grew upon us hour by hour. It was too marvelous, too incredible, to be believed, and yet--_there we were!_