Again the professor turned to the keys, and sent his last instructions
through the ether waves to his confederate, the brigand of the eastern
skies.
*CHAPTER XX*
*"HANDS UP!"*
"Haende in die hohe!" cried Keane as soon as the last message had been
sent.
"Der Teufel!" gasped the professor as two swift shadows darted out from
behind the curtain, and the two men whom he had just been discussing
with such utter contempt confronted him and his accomplice with gleaming
pistols.
"Hands up!" repeated Keane, anxious to give the professor another
chance.
With a blasphemous oath the man of evil genius, who saw that he had been
outwitted, reached for a small hand grenade which lay beside him on the
table, and shouted:--
"Never!"
"Then take that!" cried the Englishman, and two puffs of greenish smoke,
following a sharp crackle, burst simultaneously from the pistols, for
they had both fired together.
The new Asphixor bullets took immediate effect. Both the Germans
staggered, clutched their throats as though to ward off the effects of
this new powerful gas recently discovered and adapted by that eminent
British scientist, Sir Joseph Verne--then lurched and fell, whilst their
opponents stepped back and quickly fitted on their safety masks.
"They are both sound asleep," observed Keane, when, the fumes having
cleared away, he threw aside his respirator and carefully examined the
unconscious men.
"Let them sleep," said Sharpe, who would have adopted even more drastic
measures if he could have had his own way. "’Tis scant mercy they would
have shown to us if we had been in their power."
"And now let us get to work, for they will awaken in seven or eight
hours, and we have much to do. We must prepare for Colonel Tempest, and
also for this raider," urged Keane.
"But they will not come to-day, Captain."
"Scarcely, but we must be prepared for anything. There are only a
couple of us."
"Shall we secure these men, in case they awake earlier than the
stipulated time?"
"No, let us remove their slumbering forms behind the curtain there; we
will attend to them before they awake. I do not like the idea of
strapping down unconscious men, even though they are criminals. We will
watch them from time to time."
Then for the next half-hour they carried out a careful examination of
the hangar and its contents. They were amazed at the intricate and
wonderful mechanism with which the place was fitted. It seemed
impossible that these things could have been transported hither without
attracting attention. Parts of aeroplane wings, struts, propellers,
engine-fittings, strange, weird-looking cylinders, retorts, analytical
appliances, instruments and vessels for chemical research, powerful but
silent dynamos, and numberless other things, all neatly arranged, and
apparently in working order, half filled the place.
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