"Last night you say; but do you know how long you have slept? And have
you forgotten that we are now so near the sun--that the attraction of
the sun on the car has assisted the machines to propel us through the
intermediate space?"
I had not thought of that.
"Then it is true."
"Of course."
"And why have you come here--what authority--what right--had you to
carry me off in this manner without my consent?" I burst out angrily.
"You knew I had made up my mind to stay in Venus. I took you into my
confidence and told you about my love affair. Why have you betrayed that
confidence, and kidnapped me like a slave or a lunatic?"
"Hear me, old friend," said Gazen softly. "We have all noticed a decided
change in you of late--ever since the day of the ceremony on the island.
You have been like a different person--absent in your mind--incoherent
in your speech--abrupt in your manner. You have forsaken your old
friends completely, and apparently lost all interest in their doings,
all desire for their company. In short, you have behaved like a man
beside himself, distraught. We could not make it out, and we had many
anxious consultations about the matter. I wondered whether you had had a
sunstroke. Carmichael suggested that the stimulating air of Venus had
affected your brain. Miss Carmichael alone suspected that you were in
love; but I would not believe her. I had been so much in your society
without having seen anything to justify her suspicion, and you yourself
had never breathed a word to lend it colour. Carmichael and I sought to
question you about your health, and the influence of the sun and air
upon you, while Miss Carmichael tried to draw you on the subject of the
ladies. All in vain. We could not solve the mystery, and as your
condition was evidently growing worse and worse, we resolved to leave
the planet. Although it was not in the original programme, we had
sometimes talked of extending our journey to Mercury, so as to visit all
the inferior planets, and give me an opportunity of getting as near the
sun as possible for my observations, and this project was made the
pretext for hastening our departure.
"We submitted the plan to you, and you know the rest. After you had
given us your word of honour that you would break with the lady and
return home with us for the sake of your friends, after we had made all
our preparations to start, you came back at the eleventh hour, and
declared that you had made up your mind to stay behind. If anything had
been wanted to prove to us that you were hopelessly
infatuated--hypnotised--mad--it would have been that; and as we were
morally bound to fetch you back with us, we took the bull by the horns,
and carried you off in spite of yourself."
"You had no business to do anything of the kind," I replied hotly. "I am
chiefly responsible for this expedition."
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