human
Very well?
gpt
Well! replied Nicholl;
human
Yes?
gpt
Twelve thousand yards.
human
What! exclaimed Barbicane, starting;
gpt
Twelve thousand yards.
human
The devil!
gpt
What is the matter?
human
What is the matter! why, if at this moment our speed had already diminished one-third by friction, the initiatory speed ought to have been—
gpt
Seventeen thousand yards.
human
And the Cambridge Observatory declared that 12,000 yards was enough at starting; and our projectile, which only started with that speed—
gpt
Well?
human
Well, it will not be enough.
gpt
Good.
human
We shall not be able to reach the neutral point.
gpt
The deuce!
human
We shall not even get half way.
gpt
In the name of the projectile!
human
And we shall fall back upon the earth!