The people below, experienced as they were, and knowing there was
no real danger so long as the vessel was the centre of the storm,
as they believed, could not help being disturbed by the change in
the atmosphere, now so powerfully charged with electricity; and as
the world revolved, community after community beheld the wonderful
stationary ship, their preserver, and felt thankful it had come in
time to save them by bringing the elements to the focus of itself. At
her elevated position the _Regina_ remained poised and motionless—not
moving with the atmosphere, yet still in it—sending forth a steady,
continuous force, unerringly in the same direction.
“Is it wise to carry this so far?” again remonstrated Godfrey. “Won’t
the world come on and on and crash into this?”
“It would, of course, if we didn’t stop it in time,” smiled Gilbert.
“But how can you tell when it _is_ near enough to stop?”
“There are four days yet.”
“But Gilbert,” pleaded Godfrey, “are you justified in causing these
good people all this inconvenience? Is it fair play?” And turning round
impetuously, he spoke up so that all should hear,—“Rollsborough and
I and all of us who originally objected to this mad scheme decided
neither to hinder nor to help, but to be perfectly neutral, and to
this decision I was fully intending to adhere, but I had to keep saying
something in protest. Nobody admires and appreciates more than I do the
capabilities of the vessel and the amazing skill of the owners, but
because we have power and skill here, are we to misuse them, merely
to let these people see what we can do? It might be excusable in a
youngster, but it does not sit very well on any of us. _We_ are in
here, with pure air, good food, and everything to make us happy, and
yet we are calmly looking on while we cause visible discomfort, if not
actual pain, to the people below who are gasping for breath; these
people who have been so exceedingly good to us,—and we allow them to
think we are their benefactors! I call it cowardly! yes, cowardly!! and
a thing we shall look back upon with shame to our dying day. Believe
me, we shall! Planet-shifting is not in my line, I know nothing of
it—but I feel very warm on this matter. We are Britons, bred and born;
do let us act like Britons! and above all, like gentlemen; men of too
much honour to abuse our privileges. Surely in sending that planet out
of its orbit we did damage enough! You know what Shakespeare says,—‘It
is excellent to have a giant’s strength, but tyrannous to use it like
a giant.’ Let us be merciful! I can say no more, friends, or I shall
break down!” and good, well-meaning Godfrey, quite overcome, stepped
down from the stool upon which he had jumped.
For the space of a few seconds there was a deadly silence, and then as
if from one voice, they cheered Godfrey, and finally ‘chaired’ him.
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