Five Thousand Miles Underground; Or, the Mystery of the Centre of the EarthRockwood, Roy
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Five Thousand Miles Underground; Or, the Mystery of the Centre of the Earth
Rockwood, Roy
Science fiction
“When he came back among his own people,” went on Mr. Henderson, “they
would not receive him at first, believing him to be an impostor. But
Hankos convinced them of his identity and was allowed to don the golden
armor, which is the badge of kingship. He had only been in office for a
little while when he heard of the arrival of the strange thing, which
turned out to be our ship. He recognized it from the description, and,
learning that we were likely to be sacrificed to the fury and ignorance
of the giants, he hurried here and saved our lives.
“He says he can never thank us enough for being the means whereby he was
able to get back to his own country, and says the freedom of this whole
inner world is ours. He has given orders that we are to go wherever we
like, and none will molest us. He tells me the land is a wonderful one,
compared to our own, and urges us to make a long journey. He would like
to go with us, only, now that he has resumed his natural size, he can
not get inside the ship.”
“Hurrah for King Hankos!” cried Jack and the others joined him in a
hearty cheer.
The giant in the golden armor evidently understood the compliment which
was paid him, for he waved his helmet in the air and responded with a
shout of welcome that made the ground tremble.
Hankos waited until the professor had translated all of the story to the
other travelers. Then the genial giant began to talk some more, and the
professor listened intently.
“He says,” spoke Mr. Henderson to his friends, “that we will be supplied
with all the fruit we want, and with the best of the houses to sleep in
on our journey. He also tells me he has great stores of shining stones
and piles of the metal of which his armor is made, and that we are
welcome to as much as we want. If this means unlimited gold and
diamonds, we may make our fortunes.”
“Jest let me git ma’ hand on a few sparklers an’ I’ll quit work!”
exclaimed Washington.
“I have told him,” the scientist went on, “that we will take advantage
of his kind offer. We will start on our trip in a day or so, after we
have looked over the ship to see if it is not damaged. He tells me the
gold and sparkling stones are several thousand miles away, on top of a
high mountain. We will make that our objective point.”
The interview between the king and Mr. Henderson having ended, the
former waved his sword in the air and the swarm of big men came back.
They had been hiding back in the woods. Now their manner was very
different. They carefully, removed the rollers and ropes, and soon there
was brought to the adventurers an immense pile of fine fruits. If our
friends had stayed there a year they could not have eaten it all. The
giants were judging the appetites of the travelers by their own.
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