Adventure stories; Detective and mystery stories; London (England) -- Fiction
"It all depends on the wind," he repeated, and he directed her gaze
anxiously to the sky, as though she could see at a glance whether the
wind were likely at the time of the ascent to blow forty miles an hour,
or four. "You see, I have got the inflation well advanced," he went on,
pointing to the huge, slowly-swelling monster, which lay like a gigantic
but quarter-filled balloon of fishlike shape on the greensward as men in
mechanics' clothes hastened here and there pulling a hose straight,
slackening a rope, or dragging out the folds of the silk as if they were
so many sheets of lead. "This particular machine is Number 9 of my
series, two ahead of Santos-Dumont. As you are going with us to-day,"
at which news both Casteno and I started, for we had not bargained for
that, "I crave your permission to name it the `Doris.'"
"By all means," said the girl, beaming with pleasure; "and I trust it
will have the best of good luck, and bring all connected with it fame
and fortune!" Whereat the little mob I have mentioned broke into a loud
cheer, which was taken up by the thousands who lined the ropes that
marked off the enclosures, and amongst whom the news of the machine's
informal christening passed like so much wildfire.
At this point somebody--I think it was the chairman of the fete--
appeared bearing three or four magnums of champagne, which were opened,
and the contents passed amongst the select coterie gathered around the
inventor. Thus encouraged, the gallant captain went further.
"You need not really fear the trip, Miss Napier," he said, raising the
glass with a proud gesture to his lips. "Nor you two gentlemen," he
added, nodding in the direction of Casteno and myself, who had
been pointed out to him by the gatekeeper as his two paying
fellow-passengers. "As for Mr Zouche here," now he included the
hunchback, "he is a practical aeronaut like myself. I always say, where
he would lead I would follow; but, for to-day, we have reversed things a
bit, although my opinion of his skill and knowledge remains just the
same."
"Then you think the machine is perfectly safe?" said a voice in the
crowd.
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