I was speaking to one gentleman of my acquaintance, and telling him the
substance of what I intended to do when I had got into the presence of
the air god (what he thought of me I cannot guess, for I am sure that
he did not believe in the objective existence of the air god, nor that
I myself believed in it), when I became aware of a small crowd of
people running as fast as they could from Mr. Nosnibor’s house towards
the Queen’s workshops. For the moment my pulse ceased beating, and
then, knowing that the time had come when I must either do or die, I
called vehemently to those who were holding the ropes (some thirty men)
to let go at once, and made gestures signifying danger, and that there
would be mischief if they held on longer. Many obeyed; the rest were
too weak to hold on to the ropes, and were forced to let them go. On
this the balloon bounded suddenly upwards, but my own feeling was that
the earth had dropped off from me, and was sinking fast into the open
space beneath.
This happened at the very moment that the attention of the crowd was
divided, the one half paying heed to the eager gestures of those coming
from Mr. Nosnibor’s house, and the other to the exclamations from
myself. A minute more and Arowhena would doubtless have been
discovered, but before that minute was over, I was at such a height
above the city that nothing could harm me, and every second both the
town and the crowd became smaller and more confused. In an incredibly
short time, I could see little but a vast wall of blue plains rising up
against me, towards whichever side I looked.
At first, the balloon mounted vertically upwards, but after about five
minutes, when we had already attained a very great elevation, I fancied
that the objects on the plain beneath began to move from under me. I
did not feel so much as a breath of wind, and could not suppose that
the balloon itself was travelling. I was, therefore, wondering what
this strange movement of fixed objects could mean, when it struck me
that people in a balloon do not feel the wind inasmuch as they travel
with it and offer it no resistance. Then I was happy in thinking that I
must now have reached the invariable trade wind of the upper air, and
that I should be very possibly wafted for hundreds or even thousands of
miles, far from Erewhon and the Erewhonians.
Already I had removed the wrappings and freed Arowhena; but I soon
covered her up with them again, for it was already very cold, and she
was half stupefied with the strangeness of her position.
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