interrupted as usual the incorrigible Ardan; "it can"t be worse than hypothesis number one!"
--"Insufficient," continued Barbican, laying down the law, "we shall rest forever motionless on the dead point of the mutually neutralizing attractions."
"A pleasant prospect!" observed Ardan: "from the worst possible to no better! Isn"t it, Barbican?"
"Nothing to say," was Barbican"s only reply.
"Have you nothing to say either, Captain?" asked Ardan, beginning to be a little vexed at the apparent apathy of his companions.
"Nothing whatever," replied M"Nicholl, giving point to his words by a despairing shake of his head.
"You don"t mean surely that we"re going to sit here, like b.u.mps on a log, doing nothing until it will be too late to attempt anything?"
"Nothing whatever can be done," said Barbican gloomily. "It is vain to struggle against the impossible."
"Impossible! Where did you get that word? I thought the American schoolboys had cut it out of their dictionaries!"
"That must have been since my time," said Barbican smiling grimly.
"It still sticks in a few old copies anyhow," drawled M"Nicholl drily, as he carefully wiped his gla.s.ses.
"Well! it has no business _here_!" said Ardan. "What! A pair of live Yankees and a Frenchman, of the nineteenth century too, recoil before an old fashioned word that hardly scared our grandfathers!"
"What can we do?"
"Correct the movement that"s now running away with us!"
"Correct it?"
"Certainly, correct it! or modify it! or clap brakes on it! or take some advantage of it that will be in our favor! What matters the exact term so you comprehend me?"
"Easy talking!"
"As easy doing!"
"Doing what? Doing how?"
"The what, and the how, is your business, not mine! What kind of an artillery man is he who can"t master his bullets? The gunner who cannot command his own gun should be rammed into it head foremost himself and blown from its mouth! A nice pair of savants _you_ are! There you sit as helpless as a couple of babies, after having inveigled me--"
"Inveigled!!" cried Barbican and M"Nicholl starting to their feet in an instant; "WHAT!!!"
"Come, come!" went on Ardan, not giving his indignant friends time to utter a syllable; "I don"t want any recrimination! I"m not the one to complain! I"ll even let up a little if you consider the expression too strong! I"ll even withdraw it altogether, and a.s.sert that the trip delights me! that the Projectile is a thing after my own heart! that I was never in better spirits than at the present moment! I don"t complain, I only appeal to your own good sense, and call upon you with all my voice to do everything possible, so that we may go _somewhere_, since it appears we can"t get to the Moon!"
"But that"s exactly what we want to do ourselves, friend Ardan," said Barbican, endeavoring to give an example of calmness to the impatient M"Nicholl; "the only trouble is that we have not the means to do it."
"Can"t we modify the Projectile"s movement?"
"No."
"Nor diminish its velocity?"
"No."
"Not even by lightening it, as a heavily laden ship is lightened, by throwing cargo overboard?"
"What can we throw overboard? We have no ballast like balloon-men."
"I should like to know," interrupted M"Nicholl, "what would be the good of throwing anything at all overboard. Any one with a particle of common sense in his head, can see that the lightened Projectile should only move the quicker!"
"Slower, you mean," said Ardan.
"Quicker, I mean," replied the Captain.
"Neither quicker nor slower, dear friends," interposed Barbican, desirous to stop a quarrel; "we are floating, you know, in an absolute void, where specific gravity never counts."
"Well then, my friends," said Ardan in a resigned tone that he evidently endeavored to render calm, "since the worst is come to the worst, there is but one thing left for us to do!"
"What"s that?" said the Captain, getting ready to combat some new piece of nonsense.
"To take our breakfast!" said the Frenchman curtly.
It was a resource he had often fallen back on in difficult conjunctures. Nor did it fail him now.
Though it was not a project that claimed to affect either the velocity or the direction of the Projectile, still, as it was eminently practicable and not only unattended by no inconvenience on the one hand but evidently fraught with many advantages on the other, it met with decided and instantaneous success. It was rather an early hour for breakfast, two o"clock in the morning, yet the meal was keenly relished.
Ardan served it up in charming style and crowned the dessert with a few bottles of a wine especially selected for the occasion from his own private stock. It was a _Tokay Imperial_ of 1863, the genuine _Essenz_, from Prince Esterhazy"s own wine cellar, and the best brain stimulant and brain clearer in the world, as every connoisseur knows.
It was near four o"clock in the morning when our travellers, now well fortified physically and morally, once more resumed their observations with renewed courage and determination, and with a system of recording really perfect in its arrangements.
Around the Projectile, they could still see floating most of the objects that had been dropped out of the window. This convinced them that, during their revolution around the Moon, they had not pa.s.sed through any atmosphere; had anything of the kind been encountered, it would have revealed its presence by its r.e.t.a.r.ding effect on the different objects that now followed close in the wake of the Projectile. One or two that were missing had been probably struck and carried off by a fragment of the exploded bolide.
Of the Earth nothing as yet could be seen. She was only one day Old, having been New the previous evening, and two days were still to elapse before her crescent would be sufficiently cleared of the solar rays to be capable of performing her ordinary duty of serving as a time-piece for the Selenites. For, as the reflecting reader need hardly be reminded, since she rotates with perfect regularity on her axis, she can make such rotations visible to the Selenites by bringing some particular point on her surface once every twenty-four hours directly over the same lunar meridian.
Towards the Moon, the view though far less distinct, was still almost as dazzling as ever. The radiant Queen of Night still glittered in all her splendor in the midst of the starry host, whose pure white light seemed to borrow only additional purity and silvery whiteness from the gorgeous contrast. On her disc, the "seas" were already beginning to a.s.sume the ashy tint so well known to us on Earth, but the rest of her surface sparkled with all its former radiation, _Tycho_ glowing like a sun in the midst of the general resplendescence.
Barbican attempted in vain to obtain even a tolerable approximation of the velocity at which the Projectile was now moving. He had to content himself with the knowledge that it was diminishing at a uniform rate--of which indeed a little reflection on a well known law of Dynamics readily convinced him. He had not much difficulty even in explaining the matter to his friends.
"Once admitting," said he, "the Projectile to describe an orbit round the Moon, that orbit must of necessity be an ellipse. Every moving body circulating regularly around another, describes an ellipse. Science has proved this incontestably. The satellites describe ellipses around the planets, the planets around the Sun, the Sun himself describes an ellipse around the unknown star that serves as a pivot for our whole solar system. How can our Baltimore Gun Club Projectile then escape the universal law?
"Now what is the consequence of this law? If the orbit were a _circle_, the satellite would always preserve the same distance from its primary, and its velocity should therefore be constant. But the orbit being an _ellipse_, and the attracting body always occupying one of the foci, the satellite must evidently lie nearer to this focus in one part of its...o...b..t than in another. The Earth when nearest to the Sun, is in her _perihelion_; when most distant, in her _aphelion_. The Moon, with regard to the Earth, is similarly in her _perigee_, and her _apogee_.
a.n.a.logous expressions denoting the relations of the Projectile towards the Moon, would be _periselene_ and _aposelene_. At its _aposelene_ the Projectile"s velocity would have reached its minimum; at the _periselene_, its maximum. As it is to the former point that we are now moving, clearly the velocity must keep on diminishing until that point is reached. Then, _if it does not die out altogether_, it must spring up again, and even accelerate as it reapproaches the Moon. Now the great trouble is this: If the _Aposelenetic_ point should coincide with the point of lunar attraction, our velocity must certainly become _nil_, and the Projectile must remain relatively motionless forever!"
"What do you mean by "relatively motionless"?" asked M"Nicholl, who was carefully studying the situation.
"I mean, of course, not absolutely motionless," answered Barbican; "absolute immobility is, as you are well aware, altogether impossible, but motionless with regard to the Earth and the--"
"By Mahomet"s jacka.s.s!" interrupted Ardan hastily, "I must say we"re a precious set of _imbeciles_!"
"I don"t deny it, dear friend," said Barbican quietly, notwithstanding the unceremonious interruption; "but why do you say so just now?"