“Dear doctor, you know more about the matter than we do; you are the
sole judge of the situation. Tell us what we ought to do, and we will
do it.”
“I am at your orders, master,” added Joe.
“I repeat, my friends, that however serious the decision may appear, we
must sacrifice our apparatus.”
“Let it go, then!” said Kennedy, promptly.
“To work!” said Joe.
It was no easy job. The apparatus had to be taken down piece by piece.
First, they took out the mixing reservoir, then the one belonging to
the cylinder, and lastly the tank in which the decomposition of the
water was effected. The united strength of all three travellers was
required to detach these reservoirs from the bottom of the car in which
they had been so firmly secured; but Kennedy was so strong, Joe so
adroit, and the doctor so ingenious, that they finally succeeded. The
different pieces were thrown out, one after the other, and they
disappeared below, making huge gaps in the foliage of the sycamores.
“The black fellows will be mightily astonished,” said Joe, “at finding
things like those in the woods; they’ll make idols of them!”
The next thing to be looked after was the displacement of the pipes
that were fastened in the balloon and connected with the spiral. Joe
succeeded in cutting the caoutchouc jointings above the car, but when
he came to the pipes he found it more difficult to disengage them,
because they were held by their upper extremity and fastened by wires
to the very circlet of the valve.
Then it was that Joe showed wonderful adroitness. In his naked feet, so
as not to scratch the covering, he succeeded by the aid of the network,
and in spite of the oscillations of the balloon, in climbing to the
upper extremity, and after a thousand difficulties, in holding on with
one hand to that slippery surface, while he detached the outside screws
that secured the pipes in their place. These were then easily taken
out, and drawn away by the lower end, which was hermetically sealed by
means of a strong ligature.
The _Victoria_, relieved of this considerable weight, rose upright in
the air and tugged strongly at the anchor-rope.
About midnight this work ended without accident, but at the cost of
most severe exertion, and the trio partook of a luncheon of pemmican
and cold punch, as the doctor had no more fire to place at Joe’s
disposal.
Besides, the latter and Kennedy were dropping off their feet with
fatigue.
“Lie down, my friends, and get some rest,” said the doctor. “I’ll take
the first watch; at two o’clock I’ll waken Kennedy; at four, Kennedy
will waken Joe, and at six we’ll start; and may Heaven have us in its
keeping for this last day of the trip!”
Without waiting to be coaxed, the doctor’s two companions stretched
themselves at the bottom of the car and dropped into profound slumber
on the instant.
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