We were, indeed, already deviating a little to the right from our
straight course in answer to the gravitational pull of the tremendous
mass of Jupiter, looming ever greater now ahead and to the right. We
were to pass it by some fifteen million miles, more than twice the
distance at which we had passed Mars, but the colossal planet, larger
than all the other planets of the sun together, was already attracting
us strongly despite our terrific speed and momentum. For the time
being, though, we gave it but scant attention, concentrating our
attention, as we did, upon the watch for farther asteroids, since we
had not yet emerged from their great belt between the orbits of Mars
and Jupiter. Sleepy and weary as we were from our hours upon the watch,
we dared not relax from that watch, and so Whitely and Marlin and
Randall still kept up their constant survey of the surrounding void,
while I held the flashing space-flier's controls, turning more and more
of our generators' power into the great force-ray that was hurtling
us on. We had not dared to use the generators' power too swiftly
upon our start, lest the too great acceleration kill us, despite our
shock-absorbing apparatus. But steadily our speed, already colossal,
was mounting, and we were racing on through the gulf toward the distant
green spot of light that was Neptune.
* * * * *
On and on in those hours we shot, until it seemed to me, seated there
at the controls, that always we had flashed thus through endless
realms of tenantless space. For now but a few asteroids were sighted
by our watching eyes, and the eventlessness and strange tension of our
rush onward through space made it seem like a strange flight in some
unending dream. On and on, with Marlin and Randall and Whitely watching
ceaselessly about me, on with the throbbing of our generators beating
in my ears in unhalting rhythm. Behind us Earth's bright white star
was steadily growing smaller, but still our great force-ray, stabbing
ceaselessly back from our flier with colossal power, was sending us
racing on faster and faster with its huge reacting force. But our start
from Earth, days, hours, before, the great mission upon which we were
speeding outward to Neptune, these things I had forgotten, almost, as
the dream-like quality of our onward flight gripped me.
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