Science fiction, French -- Translations into English
At any rate, if President Barbicane and Capt. Nicholl, who had
mysteriously disappeared, were sheltered from any immediate danger, their
colleague, Mr. Maston, was under lock and key, and had to face all the
public indignation. Nothing could make him yield, however. Deep at the
bottom of the cell which he occupied in the prison of Baltimore, the
Secretary of the Gun Club gave himself up more and more to thinking of
those distant associates whom he was not able to follow. He pictured the
vision of President Barbicane and his associate, Capt. Nicholl, preparing
their gigantic operation at this unknown point of the globe, with nothing
in their way. He saw them build their enormous device, combining their
melimelonite, moulding the projectile which the sun would so soon count as
one of its small satellites. This new star was to have the charming name
"Scorbetta," in gallant acknowledgment of the love and esteem felt
towards the rich capitalist widow of New Park. J.T. Maston calculated the
days which would elapse before the one on which the gun would be fired.
It was already the beginning of April. In two months and a half the
meridian star, after having stopped on the Tropic of Cancer, would go back
towards the Tropic of Capricorn. Three months later it would traverse the
equatorial line at the Fall equinox.
And then these seasons, which have appeared annually for millions of
years, and which have changed so regularly, will be brought to an end. For
the last time in 189-the sphere would have submitted to this succession
of days and nights. Truly, this was a magnificent work, superhuman, even
divine. J.T. Maston forgot the Arctic region and the exploration of the
coal mines around the pole, and he only saw, in his mind's eye, the
cosmographic consequences of the operation. The principal object of the
association was now to make those changes and displacements which were to
remodel the face of the earth.
But that was just the point. Did the earth wish to change her face at all?
Was she not still young and charming with the one which God had given her
at the first hour of her creation?
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