They sailed forward, maintaining the same gravity, thus keeping
an equal distance from the crust all round, returning to the spot
from which they started, finding but a repetition of the previous
experience; in some wonderful and unaccountable way the deadly
nitrogen had taken to itself, and united with, oxygen, giving promise
of becoming less deadly.
Slowly sank the ship, samples of the air being taken every few miles,
and though for several hours there was no change, they eventually came
to a stratum where there was a greater percentage of oxygen. All knew
what this portended and again everybody became almost distracted, and
it required all their self-control to enable them to conduct their
observations calmly and systematically, step by step, as they proceeded.
All at once Dennis threw down some wires from an induction coil which
he had been using, saying to Ross,—“I’m played out, Ross! Tell them
all to go to sleep, and insist on it; what’s coming can wait! And let
the ship stay where she is.” And he passed on into his cabin, where he
flung himself down just as he was, falling asleep almost before he had
settled in his hammock, without heeding Ross’s reply.
Ross then spoke up: “I say, you fellows, we must look after our health,
you know! For nearly fifty hours we have had no sleep, and all the time
have been under full pressure of exciting work. We cannot continue it
without being ill, and illness on board would be a dreadful thing. Let
us all retire for at least twelve hours and then we can continue our
observations and experiments in detail, as we sink down to that which
appears to be below us. In the meantime, the ship is stationary and
will not move a hair’s-breadth, so we shall lose nothing. Good-night.”
And he also passed into his room and was soon fast asleep.
Loth to leave their work, yet feeling the wisdom of reserving their
energies, and finding there was no movement in the air around, the
others gradually sought repose in their cabins, going off in driblets
till the saloon, laboratory and observatory were empty, and throughout
the ship there reigned silence, broken only by the heavy breathing of
the sleepers.
Gilbert had retired some hours before Dennis; for over two days he had
been working feverishly, but though fagged out, he would not seek rest
except on Ross’s solemn promise to wake him in order to take charge of
the vessel. Consequently, he was the first up, and saw that for the
first time during the voyage the ship was unwatched, and felt somewhat
annoyed that Ross had not called him as promised before vacating his
position. Evidently both he and Dennis had been too weary to waken
their sleeping companion.
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