"Absolutely a waste of time. The police could be much better employed
in searching for these rascals."
"Well, perhaps you’re right," replied the ground official. "They
certainly cannot board you in mid-air, as you observe, and they cannot
set you on fire as they did the early Zeppelins, for helium won’t burn."
This conversation was interrupted by shouts and cheers which reached the
speakers from down below.
"Hullo! here comes the rajah. I must go down and welcome him," said the
captain, as a fanfare of trumpets announced the arrival of the great
Indian chief.
Then, with all the ceremonial and pomp of the East, the Maharajah of
Bangapore was welcomed aboard the luxurious air-liner, and, accompanied
by his personal attendants, he was shown with much obsequiousness to his
private saloon. His baggage, containing treasures worth a king’s
ransom, was likewise transferred, under the supervision of his
chamberlain, from the ground to his suite of apartments.
The clock in the palace of the Great Mogul in the old city of Delhi
strikes twelve, and the captain’s voice is heard once more, as he speaks
from the rear gondola:--
"All ready?"
"Yes, sir, all clear!"
A button is pressed and the water ballast tanks discharge their cargo to
lighten the ship, and then swiftly comes the final order:--
"Let go!"
And as the cables are slipped from the mooring tower, the light gangway
is drawn back, the crowd down below cheer, and the giant airship backs
out, carried by the force of the wind alone till she is well clear of
the station. Then her engines open up gradually. She turns until her
nose points almost due west, then slips away on her four thousand miles’
journey over many a classic land, desert, forest and sea towards the
centre of the world’s greatest empire.
About four o’clock that afternoon, as Judge Jefferson sat and talked
with his friend Colonel Wilson in one of the rear gondolas where smoking
was permitted, he remarked that this was his seventh trip home to
England by the aerial route, and declared that he could well spend the
rest of his lifetime in such a pleasant mode of travel.
"There’s no fatigue whatever," he added; "nothing of the jolt and jar
which you get in the railway carriage. As for the journey by sea, I was
so ill during my last voyage that I simply couldn’t face the sea again.
A storm at sea is of all things the most uncomfortable. If we meet with
a storm on the air-route we can either go above it or pass on one side,
as most storms are only local affairs."
"Not to speak of the time that is wasted by land or sea-travel," added
the colonel.
"Exactly," replied the judge.
"Only to think that in forty-eight hours we shall be in London, even
allowing for a two hours’ stay in Cairo to pick up further mails and
passengers."
"Wonderful! Wonderful!" agreed his companion.
"And the absence of heat is some consideration, when travelling in a
land like India," continued the colonel as he flicked off the end of his
cigar.
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