human
Ah, it is you! he cried at last.
gpt
I have found it, my friend, I have found it!
human
What?
gpt
My plan!
human
What plan?
gpt
The plan for counteracting the effect of the shock at the departure of the projectile!
human
Indeed?
gpt
Yes! water! simply water, which will act as a spring—ah! Maston, cried Barbicane,
human
Himself, replied Ardan;
gpt
Nicholl! cried Barbicane, who jumped up at once.
human
Pardon me, captain, I had quite forgotten—I am ready!
gpt
GO WITH ME, AND SEE WHETHER WE ARE STOPPED ON OUR JOURNEY.
human
Thank Heaven! said he.
gpt
It is a happy thing that brave men like you two did not meet sooner! we should now have been mourning for one or other of you. But, thanks to Providence, which has interfered, there is now no further cause for alarm. When one forgets one's anger in mechanics or in cobwebs, it is a sign that the anger is not dangerous.
human
I put it to you now, said he in conclusion,
gpt
My good friends, said he, with his most bewitching smile,
human
Make it,
gpt
Our friend Barbicane believes that his projectile will go straight to the moon?
human
Yes, certainly,
gpt
And our friend Nicholl is persuaded it will fall back upon the earth?
human
I am certain of it,
gpt
Good! said Ardan.
human
I cannot pretend to make you agree; but I suggest this:—Go with me, and so see whether we are stopped on our journey.
gpt
What?