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Page 172 - ... begun. In the floor of the car were grated openings, through which Clewe could look downward. But although the shaft below him was brilliantly illuminated by electric lights placed under the car, it did not frighten him or make him dizzy to look down, for the aperture did not appear to be very far below him. The upper part of the car was partially open, and bright lights shone upon the sides of the shaft. As he slowly descended, he could see the various strata appearing and disappearing in the...
Page 177 - He 176 raised himself and stood upon the substance which supported the shell. It was as solid as any rock. He looked down and saw his shadow stretching far beneath him. It seemed as if he were standing upon petrified air. He put out one foot and he moved a little, still holding on to the shell. He walked, as if upon solid air, to the foremost end of the long projectile. It relieved him to turn his thoughts from what was around him to this familiar object. He found its conical end shattered and broken....
Page 173 - The character of the rocks changed, and he studied them as he went down, and continually made notes. After a time the polished rocky sides of the shaft grew to be of a solemn sameness. Clewe ceased to take notes. He lighted a cigar and smoked. He tried to quietly imagine what he would come to when he got to the bottom.
Page 231 - The only man who called himself an American was the chief officer ; and he was only half a one, for he was born in Germany, came to the United States when he was twenty years old, stayed there five years, which didn't count either way, and had now been naturalized for twenty years.
Page 174 - The indicator showed that he had gone down fourteen and one eighth miles. Clewe turned and sat stiffly in his seat. He glanced down, and saw beneath him only an illuminated hole, fading away at the bottom. Then he turned to speak to Bryce, but, to his surprise, he could think of nothing to say. After that he lighted another cigar and sat quietly. Some minutes passed, — he did not know how many, —and he looked down through the gratings at the floor of the car.
Page 176 - There certainly could be no danger so long aa he could cling to his shell. He now cautiously got out of the car and let himself down upon the shell. It was not a pleasant surface to stand upon, being uneven, with great spiral ribs, and Clewe sat down upon it, clinging to it with his hands. Then he leaned over to one side and looked beneath him. The shadows of that shell went down, down, down, until it made him sick to look at it. He drew back quickly, clutched the shell with his arms, and shut his...
Page 182 - I know not how large, made in a vast mass of transparent substance, hard as the hardest rock, and transparent as air in the light of my electric lamps. My shell rested securely upon this substance. I walked upon it- It seemed as if I could see miles below me. In my opinion. Margaret, that substance was once the head of a comet.
Page 176 - ... own. Looking upon its familiar form, he felt that he had a companion in this region of unreality. Pushing back the sliding door of the car, Clewe sat upon the bottom and cautiously put out his feet and legs, lowering them until they touched the shell. It was firm and solid. Although he knew it must be so, the immovability of the great mass of iron gave him a sudden shock of mysterious fear. How could it be immovable when there was nothing under it? But he must get out of that car — he must...
Page 172 - ... the word to start the engines, there were no ceremonies, and nothing was said out of the common. When the conical top of the car had descended below the surface, a steel grating, with orifices for the passage of the chains, was let down over the mouth of the shaft, and the downward journey was begun. In the floor of the car were grated openings, through which Clewe could look downward. But although the shaft below him was brilliantly illuminated by electric lights placed under the car, it did...