“Citizens of the United States! My name is Robur. I am worthy of the
name! I am forty years old, although I look but thirty, and I have a
constitution of iron, a healthy vigor that nothing can shake, a
muscular strength that few can equal, and a digestion that would be
thought first class even in an ostrich!”
They were listening! Yes! The riot was quelled at once by the totally
unexpected fashion of the speech. Was this fellow a madman or a hoaxer?
Whoever he was, he kept his audience in hand. There was not a whisper
in the meeting in which but a few minutes ago the storm was in full
fury.
And Robur looked the man he said he was. Of middle height and geometric
breadth, his figure was a regular trapezium with the greatest of its
parallel sides formed by the line of his shoulders. On this line
attached by a robust neck there rose an enormous spheroidal head. The
head of what animal did it resemble from the point of view of passional
analogy? The head of a bull; but a bull with an intelligent face. Eyes
which at the least opposition would glow like coals of fire; and above
them a permanent contraction of the superciliary muscle, an invariable
sign of extreme energy. Short hair, slightly woolly, with metallic
reflections; large chest rising and falling like a smith’s bellows;
arms, hands, legs, feet, all worthy of the trunk. No mustaches, no
whiskers, but a large American goatee, revealing the attachments of the
jaw whose masseter muscles were evidently of formidable strength. It
has been calculated—what has not been calculated?—that the pressure of
the jaw of an ordinary crocodile can reach four hundred atmospheres,
while that of a hound can only amount to one hundred. From this the
following curious formula has been deduced: If a kilogram of dog
produces eight kilograms of masseteric force, a kilogram of crocodile
could produce twelve. Now, a kilogram of, the aforesaid Robur would not
produce less than ten, so that he came between the dog and the
crocodile.
From what country did this remarkable specimen come? It was difficult
to say. One thing was noticeable, and that was that he expressed
himself fluently in English without a trace of the drawling twang that
distinguishes the Yankees of New England.
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