The professor, suiting the action to the word, ushered his companions

into the next chamber, closing the door behind him, and they found

themselves in a small room some ten feet square by seven feet in height.

This room, in common with the diving-room, was brilliantly lighted by

an electric lamp inclosed in a lantern of abnormally thick glass.

"Arrived here," continued the professor, "we are all ready to sally

forth upon our submarine explorations; all we have to do therefore is,

first to fill the chamber with water by means of this valve, then open

the trap-door and step forth upon the bottom of the sea."

As the professor said this he released the fastenings of the door, and

it fell down, forming a sort of inclined plane, over which they passed,

to find themselves once more on the solid earth, under the ship's

bottom, with the starboard bilge-keel rising like a wall of silver

before them. They passed along the lane formed by this keel and the

cylindrical bottom of the ship, and then stepped back with one accord to

take another glance aloft at the huge bulk of the ship as she towered

high above them. They now became conscious of the sounds of vigorous

hammering and of men's voices in the direction of the river gable of the

building shed, and on looking in that direction they saw that the

contractor, whom the professor had engaged for the purpose, was already

at work with his men removing the boarding which had hitherto concealed

the _Flying Fish_ from passers-by on the river, thus making a way for

the exit of the ship a little later on.

The little party had re-entered the hull by way of the trap-door, and

the professor had just made the fastenings once more secure, when, far

away aloft from somewhere within the recesses of the ship, they heard

the loud, sonorous, sustained note of a gong.

"Ah, that is good!" exclaimed Herr von Schalckenberg, rubbing his hands;

"that is the dinner gong; and I am hungry. Come, my friends, to the

dining saloon, and let us partake of the first of, I hope, many pleasant

meals on board the _Flying Fish_."

CHAPTER FOUR.

THE NOVEL BEGINNING OF A SINGULAR VOYAGE.

On reaching the head of the spiral staircase the professor paused for a

moment to direct the attention of his companions to a long passage which

extended apparently along the middle of the ship to the fore-end of the

superstructure. The passage was about five feet wide, and the ceiling

was of ground glass, through which a flood of light streamed brilliantly

down.

"In that direction," said the professor, "are to be found, first, the

kitchen, pantry, larder, and store-room; then next to them come my

laboratory and workshop, with the armoury and magazine on the opposite

side; then the quarters of the cook and the valet; next these again are

the bath-rooms and lavatories; and finally, at the extreme end of the

passage, there are the state-rooms or sleeping apartments, eight in

number--four for ourselves and four spare ones."

George, the valet--whose duties, however, on board the _Flying Fish_

were to be rather those of steward and general handy man--stood during

the progress of this brief explanation with his hand on the handle of

the saloon door; and now, as the professor turned and nodded, he flung

the door wide open and stood aside for the baronet and his friends to

enter.

They now found themselves in the dining-saloon, an apartment thirty feet

square and about ten feet high to the lower edge of the cornice. The

walls, of unpainted aethereum, were broken up into panels by fluted

pilasters with richly-moulded capitals, each panel having a frosted

border covered with delicate tracery, whilst the central portion of the

panel was left plain and polished, serving the purpose of a mirror, in

which the room and its multiplied reflections on the opposite wall was

again reflected in a long perspective. The floor was covered with a

rich Turkey carpet, into which one sank ankle deep; the chairs, sofas,

the massive sideboard, the wide table, in fact all the furniture in the

room, was constructed of aethereum and modelled after the choicest

designs, the upholstery being in rich embossed velvet of a delicate

light-blue shade. The table glittered with a brilliant array of plate

and glass; and the entire apartment was suffused with rich, soft,

rainbow-tinted light, streaming down through the magnificent coved

skylight of stained glass, which served instead of ceiling to the

saloon.

"Superb!"

"Magnificent!"

"Exquisite!"

Such were the exclamations which burst from the professor's companions

as they paused to look about them and take in all the details of the

splendidly furnished and decorated apartment. A dozen eager questions

rushed from their lips; but Herr von Schalckenberg was hungry, and the

dinner was served, he therefore contented himself with bowing profoundly

and pointing to the dinner-table.

"Come, gentlemen," exclaimed the baronet laughingly, "take your seats, I

beg. It is evident that we have quite exhausted both the professor's

patience and his strength, and that we shall get no more information out

of him until both have been restored by a good dinner."

With which remark Sir Reginald set the example by taking his place at

the head of the table, as he was entitled to do in virtue of his

ownership of the _Flying Fish_.

The dinner was an admirable one, in all respects quite worthy the

exceptional nature of the occasion; and under its genial influence, and

that of the choice wines which accompanied it, the conversation soon

grew extremely animated. The topic was, of course, the aerial ship and

the novel and interesting character of her various equipments. The

professor speedily redeemed his afternoon's promise to the baronet, and

at length succeeded in completely convincing that hitherto sceptical

individual that, so far from the enormous proportions of the _Flying

Fish_ being detrimental to her, they constituted the principal basis

upon which he was justified in his anticipations of her success as an

_aerial_ ship.

Having at length made this perfectly plain, he was next called upon by

Lieutenant Mildmay to explain a certain peculiarity in the binnacle

compass, which had attracted that gentleman's notice and excited his

curiosity.

"I observed," he said, "that the compass-card bore round its outer rim,

at every quarter point, a small upright needle. As everything on board

here, however apparently insignificant, seems to have its own especial

purpose, I should like to know the purpose which those small needles are

designed to serve."

"Ha, ha, my friend! so you noticed them, did you? I quite expected

that, as a seaman, you very soon would," said the professor. "Well, I

will tell you what they are. They form part of a little device of mine

to render the ship self-steering, or, more correctly, to make the

compass itself steer her in any given direction. Having noticed those

needles, you doubtless also noticed that across the `lubber's mark'

there was a small slit some six inches long in the side of the compass-

box?"

The lieutenant nodded.

"Good!" ejaculated the professor. "Had you looked outside the box you

would also have observed two long slender arms pivoted close together,

their outer and longer extremities being united, and carrying a small

needle which travels, point downwards, along the arc of a circle. Now

the action of the instrument is this. Supposing that you wish the ship

to travel along, say, a southerly course, you manipulate the helm in the

usual manner until the south point of the compass-card swings round to

the lubber's mark. The moment that these two accurately coincide you

pull toward you a small lever within easy reach of your hand, and the

two arms glide in through the slit in the side of the compass-box,

passing one on each side of the needle on the edge of the card, and your

apparatus is then connected up ready for action. Now, so long as the

ship's bows remain pointed accurately to the south, the south point on

the compass-card continues coincident with the lubber's mark, and

nothing happens. But should the ship deviate ever so slightly from her

proper course the heavy, yet sensitive, compass needle at once swings

round in sympathy; the small needle on the edge of the card moves the

two slender arms which embrace it; the downward-pointing needle at the

further extremity of these arms travels along the arc; and electric

communication is at once established with the steering machinery, which

promptly acts in such a way as to bring back the ship to her original

course."

"Capital! Admirable!" ejaculated Sir Reginald and the lieutenant

together, the former continuing:

"Upon my word, professor, you are a veritable wizard--a magician with

powers exceeding those of the most potent of your brethren referred to

in the `Arabian Nights.'"

The professor made a laughing disclaimer. "No, no, my dear sir," said

he, "I am no magician, but only a poor scientist. Nevertheless, the

wonders of science far exceed those of the `Arabian Nights,' and will

well repay the man who cares to patiently study them."

Enlivened by conversation of a character so interesting to all present,

the sitting was prolonged to quite an inordinate length, and though no

one, except perhaps the professor, noted the fact, it was past midnight

when the adventurous quartette rose from the table, and taking their

wine and cigars with them, moved into the music-room, at the same time

dismissing the patient George for the night.

The music-room was a much larger apartment than the dining saloon,

being, like the latter, the full width of the superstructure, and

measuring forty feet between the fore and the after bulkheads. It was

the next room abaft the dining saloon, and was even more elaborately

furnished and decorated than the latter. The walls, divided up in the

same manner as those of the other apartment, were adorned with choice

pictures, and exquisite statues of frosted aethereum were grouped on

pedestals at frequent intervals all round the room. A coved and

panelled ceiling of decorated aethereum sprang from the upper edge of

the richly moulded cornice; and a skylight of magnificent stained glass,

somewhat similar to that of the dining saloon, surmounted the whole. A

grand piano and a noble chamber organ, both in superbly modelled

aethereum cases, occupied opposite sides of the apartment; a very

handsome clock, with a set of silvery chimes for the quarters and a deep

rich-toned gong for the hours, occupied a conspicuous position on a wall

bracket; chairs, couches, and divans of seductive shape and ample

capacity were dotted here and there about the rich carpet; and a

handsome table occupied the centre of the room, supporting and

reflecting in the silvery depths of its undraped top a noble epergne of

choice hot-house flowers.

"Why, how is this?" exclaimed the colonel as he sank into the luxurious

depths of a most inviting arm-chair; "my watch must be all wrong, and

your clock there is also wrong, professor; they both assert that it is

half-past twelve o'clock, yet the sun has not yet set," pointing aloft

to the skylight, through which a brilliant flood of sunshine was

streaming down into the magnificent apartment.

"The sun has not yet set? Then we will soon make it do so," laughingly

remarked the professor, rising from his seat and approaching one of the

walls of the apartment, whilst the baronet and the lieutenant stared in

dismay at their own watch-faces. The German began to manipulate a

couple of tiny knobs which occupied unobtrusive positions in the base of

one of the pilasters, and the sunlight gradually deepened into a rich

orange hue, then changed to a soft pearly grey, which gradually deepened

into a dim delicious twilight in which little was visible save the

pictured glass in the skylight above; then it gradually brightened

again, and presently a flood of glorious silvery moonlight streamed down

through the skylight and suffused the room. Finally, with an

instantaneous change, the brilliant sunlight was again restored.

"Another wonder!" exclaimed Sir Reginald. "How do you manage it,

professor?"

"Oh! that is a very simple matter," was the reply; "it is merely a

cunning arrangement of variously tinted glass shades interposed between

the electric light above the centre of the skylight and the mirrors

which reflect the light down through the stained glass into the room.

As you probably noticed when on the deck, there are no actual skylights

in the usual acceptation of the term; ours are only make-believes; but

they struck me as affording an agreeable means of lighting the saloons,

so I introduced them."

In further conversation, diversified by music, the time slipped rapidly

away; and at length the clock on the bracket proclaimed that it was two

hours after midnight.

As the sonorous strokes of the gong announced the fact, the professor

rose to his feet, and in a voice tremulous with sudden nervous

excitement, said:

"Gentlemen, the hour for our departure, the hour which is to witness the

success or failure of our grand experiment, has arrived. The river and

the streets of the great city are by this time nearly or quite deserted;

and we may therefore hope that our movements will attract little or no

notice. Are you ready?"

"Ready!" ejaculated the baronet; "of course we are, my dear sir. Is not

this the moment to which we have all been anxiously looking forward for

more than two years? Proceed, professor, we will follow you; and

whatever orders you may give us shall be obeyed to the letter."

"Come, then," said the professor; and he led the way through the dining

saloon and up the grand staircase to the lower compartment of the pilot-

house, and thence out on deck.

To their eyes, fresh from the brilliantly lighted saloons, the night

appeared intensely dark; but in a minute or two, becoming accustomed to

the gloom, they were able to perceive that the ladder had been taken

away from the ship's side, and also that the contractor had completed

his task of removing the planking at the river end of the shed, thus

clearing a way for the exit of the great ship. They walked to the after

extremity of the deck, and from that point were not only able, in the

breathless stillness then prevailing, to distinctly hear the gurgle and

rush of the river, but also to dimly make out the shining, swirling

surface of the water as the flood-tide swept past them.

"The air is absolutely motionless," said the professor. "No more

favourable moment could possibly have been chosen for the difficult task

of moving the _Flying Fish_ out of her present cramped quarters, and we

will at once avail ourselves of it. Lieutenant, I will ask you to

return here presently on the `look-out,' as you sailors term it. Your

duty will be to see that when we move out of the shed we do not come

into collision with anything. Perhaps you, colonel, will kindly go to

the other end the deck, also on the `look-out;' and, as for you, Sir

Reginald, I must ask you to stand on the deck just outside the

pilothouse, to see that the electric lamp on the top of it does not come

into collision with the roof-timbers, and so drag the roof off the shed.

But as it is necessary that you should all become acquainted with the

working of the ship, you had better be with me in the pilot-house until

we are actually ready to move."

"Now," continued the professor when the quartette had made their way to

the upper floor of the pilot-house, which was moderately illuminated by

an electric lamp of small power, "the first thing to be done is to place

the tiller of the ship in a horizontal position, and thus bring into

action the automatic balancing gear. So! It is done. The next thing

is to expel the air from the entire hull of the ship, excepting, of

course, the comparatively insignificant portion reserved for habitation,

and this I do by injecting vapour into the several compartments. The

vapour drives out the air, and then, condensing like steam, creates, if

required, a perfect vacuum. This large wheel controls the valve which

we now want to open. I turn it this way, so--and now we shall see what

will happen."

Two large dials were attached to the side of the pilothouse, close

together; and upon these the professor now intently fixed his gaze. The

index-hands of both were seen to be moving. A period of perhaps half a

minute elapsed, and then the professor, suddenly shutting off the

vapour, went over and closely inspected both dials.

"Good!" he exclaimed, after a single keen glance at each of them.

"Gentlemen, let us congratulate each other. Our experiment is a SIGNAL

SUCCESS!"

"How do you know that, professor? How can you tell?" eagerly asked his

companions.

"Look at these two dials; they will tell you," replied the professor.

"This dial," tapping one with his finger, "indicates the weight of the

ship, or the pressure with which she bears upon the ground. This one,"

indicating the other, "shows the pressure of air inside the hull of the

ship. The first, as you see, shows that the ship is now pressing upon

the ground with a force of less than a single ton--in other words, she

now weighs less than one ton. The air-gauge shows that there is still

an air pressure of six pounds per square inch inside the hull, and we

therefore have, as I expected we should, a large margin of buoyancy.

Now, lieutenant, do me the favour to turn on the vapour once more, very

cautiously. Steady! _Stop_! There, Sir Reginald, the index has

reached zero, and your ship is now as nearly as possible without weight;

and if a man were now underneath her, he might, notwithstanding her

gigantic proportions, easily raise her upon his shoulders. Now comes

the delicate part of our operation. To your stations on the deck

quickly, gentlemen, if you please."

The professor's companions, just a trifle excited, perhaps, hurried away

to their posts, and the scientist was left alone. The circular windows

in the sides of the pilothouse were all left open, and in through them

presently floated the voice of the lieutenant shouting:

"All ready abaft, professor."

"All ready at this end," replied the colonel.

The professor reversed the engines, turned on the vapour _very_

cautiously indeed, and simultaneously, with the engines below only just

barely moving, the huge propeller began to whirl round at a speed of

some sixty revolutions a minute.

A breathless pause of perhaps two seconds followed, and then the

professor, his forehead damp with nervous perspiration, heard:

"Hurrah! She's away!" from the lieutenant.

"She moves; she moves!" from the colonel.

And, "By Jove, she is actually moving!" from the baronet.

Slowly but surely the _Flying Fish_ backed out of the building-shed,

until nearly half her immense length projected beyond the walls. Then

the voice of the baronet was heard exclaiming:

"Ho! stop her! The electric lamp will not clear the roof, I am afraid.

Can you give us a little light on the subject, professor?"

By way of reply the professor pressed a knob, and the lamp itself

flashed its dazzling light upon the scene, when it became apparent that

the ship had gradually risen from the ground, bringing the top of her

lamp just above the level of the last tie-rod of the roof.

"Can you drop her a little? Six inches will do it," said the baronet.

The professor opened the air-valve and the ship at once began to settle

down.

"So! That will do; all clear. You may go astern again now as fast as

you please," said the baronet.

Once more the great propeller began to revolve, and presently the

baronet, from his position under the foremost end of the pilot-house,

remarked:

"Now she is all clear, professor; the whole of the pilothouse is outside

the shed. A bold dash astern now and we shall be clear fore and aft in

another moment."

The professor extinguished the electric lamp; gave the wheel connected

with the vapour-valve another turn; the engines increased their speed;

and the great ship at once shot rapidly out over the stream and clear of

everything. Then the professor stopped the engines, turned a thin

stream of vapour into the air chambers, and the huge fabric began to

slowly rise perpendicularly in the air. Herr von Schalckenberg waited

until he saw that they were fairly above the level of the roofs on both

sides of the river; then he left the pilot-house and, joining the

baronet on the deck outside, said, in a voice of undisguised exultation:

"Well, Sir Reginald, what think you _now_ of the _Flying Fish_?"

"I think her, professor, a wonderful creation of a still more wonderful

man. I see that we are steadily rising in the air, as you assured us

would be the case, but I cannot yet fully realise the fact; I feel like

a man in a dream; you must give me time to become familiar with this new

marvel--this new triumph of science. But there can no longer be any

doubt as to the success of your labours; and I accordingly offer you my

most hearty thanks and congratulations."

The colonel and the lieutenant also hastened to offer theirs, and then

the whole party sauntered to the side, and, leaning upon the guard-rail

which took the place of bulwarks, stood gazing upon the scene below.

Not that there was very much to see; the sky was obscured by a thin

almost motionless canopy of cloud, and the moon, in her last quarter,

had not yet risen; the darkness was therefore profound. At the same

time it was novel and interesting to watch how, as the huge ship rose

steadily higher in the air, the long lines of lighted gas-lamps in

street after street became visible, until gradually the whole of the

great city lay spread out below them like a map, with the thoroughfares

indicated by faint twinkling lines of fire. And, as they continued to

rise, the various disjointed sounds which, even at that early hour,

pervaded the city, began to reach their ears: the rumbling of a wagon or

the rattle of a cab over the stone-paved streets, the barking of a dog,

the crow of some unnaturally wakeful rooster, the clank of shunting

trucks at one or another of the many goods stations dotted here and

there all over the metropolis, the distant whistle and rattle of a train

speeding along in the open country beyond; all floated up to them with

almost startling distinctness at first, then fainter and fainter, until

at length they died completely away as the _Flying Fish_ gradually

attained a higher altitude. Then they entered the bank of cloud which

overspread the city, and the air, which had hitherto been warm, became

suddenly chill and damp.

"Now, my friends," said the professor, "there will be little or nothing

more to see until we again descend; I therefore propose that we return

to the pilot-house, shut ourselves in, and at once test the soaring

powers of the ship by rising to the highest attainable altitude."

"Agreed!" said the baronet. "But why shut ourselves in?"

"Because," answered the professor, "it will not only grow rapidly colder

as we rise, but, if we remain outside, we shall also find it

increasingly difficult to breathe as we reach the more rarefied air;

whereas, by remaining inside, we shall be sheltered from the cold and

shall be able to breathe the denser air which we shall take up with us."

They accordingly entered the pilot-house, shutting the door after them,

and closing all the windows; then the professor turned a full jet of

vapour into the air-chambers for a moment, producing a perfect vacuum

therein, and the ship at once began to mount into the ether with greatly

accelerated speed, as they could easily see by watching the barometer,

the bulb of which, completely protected, was situate outside the walls

of the pilot-house.

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