Aeronautics -- Fiction; Cities and towns -- Fiction; Science fiction; War stories
Swiftly, almost incoherently, I explained to him the idea that had
suggested itself to me. I heard his breath catch as he comprehended
its appalling nature. Then I saw his eyes gleam as he realized that,
inasmuch as almost certain death awaited us, death in escaping could
not deter us, for we were already doomed. So, we grasped one of the
metal strips and tried with all our force to tear its lower end loose
from the metal wall. That lower end, set directly in the wall, seemed
integral with its metal; and, as we pulled upon the metal strip,
gasping with our great effort, muscles tired, we still kept on. We
had to work quietly lest some sound betray us to the guards without.
It seemed that we could never tear it loose. Straightening from the
violent exertion, with dizzy heads, muscles aching, we paused for a
moment, then reached to grasp the strip again, braced ourselves against
the wall and exerted all our force upon it. It held for a terrible
moment, then seemed to give, to bend--and then, with a little grating
sound, we had pulled the strip loose from the wall into which it had
been set.
CHAPTER VIII
A Single Chance
Intently for a moment we listened without moving; but there came no
sound of alarm from without, nothing but the occasional voices of the
guards. And now we grasped another of the metal bunk-supports, and
wrenched its metal strip loose from the wall with another tremendous
effort. We had in our hands two metal strips, each of some three feet
in length. These we now bent swiftly into two L's or right angles of
equal sides, using all our combined strength on each to bend the strong
metal. Then, swiftly loosening the long, strong leather belts that
criss-crossed over our black air-jackets, we formed of them swiftly two
leather ropes ten feet in length. Each of these we attached to one of
our metal L's, making each fast to one of the jagged, broken ends of
one of the bent strips. Then, panting from our swift efforts, we stood
erect, and moved toward our little window.
Night lay over the world now, and from our window we saw the cities
illumined by their lights stretching out to the horizon. On the landing
plazas of the air-city beneath us rested the great European Federation
battle-fleet. In the plaza directly beneath us, that which surrounded
the base of our great electrostatic tower, there rested but a few score
of cruisers, those of the commanders who were now at the headquarters
inside the great tower's base. The plaza was practically deserted; for
it was the evening meal. For a moment I stood there at the window,
gazing out over that tremendous mass of giant air-cities. Then,
summoning all my courage, I flung my right leg over the window's base,
through its opening.
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