“It is more than that,” was the reply; “it means that there is ‘sound’
outside.”
“Really!” remarked Godfrey, banteringly. “Surely we have had enough
sound outside since we came near the sun to make a little more or less
now a matter of no surprise—but you physicists have always something
wonderful up your sleeve, haven’t you, Gilbert? What is it now?”
All the rest laughed at Godfrey’s manner, and Gilbert, turning to his
chum, retorted, laughingly,—“This will prove a lesson in deduction,
old man, and show you how to make one fact elucidate another!” And
then more seriously,—“You notice that after passing through the
enormously thick sun-crust we came to silence; all the upper thundering
noises were cut off. We entered a stratum of nitrogen which even the
sun could not burn; then a little lower and it became mixed with
oxygen; now the percentage of oxygen is higher. So far, everything
points, as you all know, to the presence far below us of a breathable
atmosphere—breathable to us, I mean—and we are all naturally asking
ourselves the question, ‘Why this breathable air if there is no need
for it?’ and the presence of ‘sound,’ faint as it is, strengthens the
supposition. _If_ there is sound, as there is, something must make it,
and given an atmosphere capable of supporting human life, added to
sound, or the echo of sound as we might call it, which is now absent as
we are all moving, it is highly probable that something living exists
below. If you will kindly turn the ship on its axis, Ross, so as to
alter the direction of our waves to run parallel to those outside, we
shall find, unless I am very much mistaken, a modification of the same
law, and the two sounds which seem now to have changed and to run in
unison will be doubled when they run side by side.”
This was proved to be the case, and a sound coming from the instrument,
though faint, was distinctly audible, and the vibrations were numbered
on the dial.
“It is possible that down below us we shall find light, of course,”
remarked Parkin Coombes.
“More than possible,” replied Rowland.
“What new phase has turned up now? Do you mean to say we are likely to
be lit up shortly?” interposed Godfrey.
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