"Yes,"repliedNicholl。
  "Verywell,"continuedMichelArdan,"theScientificCommissionassembledintheprojectileoftheGunClub,afterhavingfoundedtheirargumentonfactsrecentlyobserved,decideunanimouslyuponthequestionofthehabitabilityofthemoon——
  `_No!_themoonisnothabitable。’"
  ThisdecisionwasconsignedbyPresidentBarbicanetohisnotebook,wheretheprocessofthesittingofthe6thofDecembermaybeseen。
  "Now,"saidNicholl,"letusattackthesecondquestion,anindispensablecomplementofthefirst。Iaskthehonorablecommission,ifthemoonisnothabitable,hassheeverbeeninhabited,CitizenBarbicane?"
  "Myfriends,"repliedBarbicane,"Ididnotundertakethisjourneyinordertoformanopiniononthepasthabitabilityofoursatellite;butIwilladdthatourpersonalobservationsonlyconfirmmeinthisopinion。Ibelieve,indeedIaffirm,thatthemoonhasbeeninhabitedbyahumanraceorganizedlikeourown;thatshehasproducedanimalsanatomicallyformedliketheterrestrialanimals:butIaddthattheseraces,humanandanimal,havehadtheirday,andarenowforeverextinct!"
  "Then,"askedMichel,"themoonmustbeolderthantheearth?"
  "No!"saidBarbicanedecidedly,"butaworldwhichhasgrownoldquicker,andwhoseformationanddeformationhavebeenmorerapid。
  Relatively,theorganizingforceofmatterhasbeenmuchmoreviolentintheinteriorofthemoonthanintheinterioroftheterrestrialglobe。Theactualstateofthiscracked,twisted,andburstdiscabundantlyprovesthis。Themoonandtheearthwerenothingbutgaseousmassesoriginally。Thesegaseshavepassedintoaliquidstateunderdifferentinfluences,andthesolidmasseshavebeenformedlater。Butmostcertainlyourspherewasstillgaseousorliquid,whenthemoonwassolidifiedbycooling,andhadbecomehabitable。"
  "Ibelieveit,"saidNicholl。
  "Then,"continuedBarbicane,"anatmospheresurroundedit,thewaterscontainedwithinthisgaseousenvelopecouldnotevaporate。
  Undertheinfluenceofair,water,light,solarheat,andcentralheat,vegetationtookpossessionofthecontinentspreparedtoreceiveit,andcertainlylifeshoweditselfaboutthisperiod,fornaturedoesnotexpendherselfinvain;andaworldsowonderfullyformedforhabitationmustnecessarilybeinhabited。"
  "But,"saidNicholl,"manyphenomenainherentinoursatellitemightcramptheexpansionoftheanimalandvegetablekingdom。
  Forexample,itsdaysandnightsof354hours?"
  "Attheterrestrialpolestheylastsixmonths,"saidMichel。
  "Anargumentoflittlevalue,sincethepolesarenotinhabited。"
  "Letusobserve,myfriends,"continuedBarbicane,"thatifintheactualstateofthemoonitslongnightsandlongdayscreateddifferencesoftemperatureinsupportabletoorganization,itwasnotsoatthehistoricalperiodoftime。
  Theatmosphereenvelopedthediscwithafluidmantle;vapordepositeditselfintheshapeofclouds;thisnaturalscreentemperedtheardorofthesolarrays,andretainedthenocturnalradiation。Light,likeheat,candiffuseitselfintheair;henceanequalitybetweentheinfluenceswhichnolongerexists,nowthatatmospherehasalmostentirelydisappeared。
  AndnowIamgoingtoastonishyou。"
  "Astonishus?"saidMichelArdan。
  "Ifirmlybelievethatattheperiodwhenthemoonwasinhabited,thenightsanddaysdidnotlast354hours!"
  "Andwhy?"askedNichollquickly。
  "Becausemostprobablythentherotarymotionofthemoonuponheraxiswasnotequaltoherrevolution,anequalitywhichpresentseachpartofherdiscduringfifteendaystotheactionofthesolarrays。"
  "Granted,"repliedNicholl,"butwhyshouldnotthesetwomotionshavebeenequal,astheyarereallyso?"
  "Becausethatequalityhasonlybeendeterminedbyterrestrialattraction。Andwhocansaythatthisattractionwaspowerfulenoughtoalterthemotionofthemoonatthatperiodwhentheearthwasstillfluid?"
  "Justso,"repliedNicholl;"andwhocansaythatthemoonhasalwaysbeenasatelliteoftheearth?"
  "Andwhocansay,"exclaimedMichelArdan,"thatthemoondidnotexistbeforetheearth?"
  Theirimaginationscarriedthemawayintoanindefinitefieldofhypothesis。Barbicanesoughttorestrainthem。
  "Thosespeculationsaretoohigh,"saidhe;"problemsutterlyinsoluble。Donotletusenteruponthem。Letusonlyadmittheinsufficiencyoftheprimordialattraction;andthenbytheinequalityofthetwomotionsofrotationandrevolution,thedaysandnightscouldhavesucceededeachotheronthemoonastheysucceedeachotherontheearth。Besides,evenwithouttheseconditions,lifewaspossible。"
  "Andso,"askedMichelArdan,"humanityhasdisappearedfromthemoon?"
  "Yes,"repliedBarbicane,"afterhavingdoubtlessremainedpersistentlyformillionsofcenturies;bydegreestheatmospherebecomingrarefied,thediscbecameuninhabitable,astheterrestrialglobewillonedaybecomebycooling。"
  "Bycooling?"
  "Certainly,"repliedBarbicane;"astheinternalfiresbecameextinguished,andtheincandescentmatterconcentrateditself,thelunarcrustcooled。Bydegreestheconsequencesofthesephenomenashowedthemselvesinthedisappearanceoforganizedbeings,andbythedisappearanceofvegetation。Soontheatmospherewasrarefied,probablywithdrawnbyterrestrialattraction;thenaerialdepartureofrespirableair,anddisappearanceofwaterbymeansofevaporation。Atthisperiodthemoonbecominguninhabitable,wasnolongerinhabited。
  Itwasadeadworld,suchasweseeitto—day。"
  "Andyousaythatthesamefateisinstorefortheearth?"
  "Mostprobably。"
  "Butwhen?"
  "Whenthecoolingofitscrustshallhavemadeituninhabitable。"
  "Andhavetheycalculatedthetimewhichourunfortunatespherewilltaketocool?"
  "Certainly。"
  "Andyouknowthesecalculations?"
  "Perfectly。"
  "Butspeak,then,myclumsysavant,"exclaimedMichelArdan,"foryoumakemeboilwithimpatience!"
  "Verywell,mygoodMichel,"repliedBarbicanequietly;"weknowwhatdiminutionoftemperaturetheearthundergoesinthelapseofacentury。Andaccordingtocertaincalculations,thismeantemperaturewillafteraperiodof400,000years,bebroughtdowntozero!"
  "Fourhundredthousandyears!"exclaimedMichel。"Ah!I
  breatheagain。ReallyIwasfrightenedtohearyou;Iimaginedthatwehadnotmorethan50,000yearstolive。"
  BarbicaneandNichollcouldnothelplaughingattheircompanion’suneasiness。ThenNicholl,whowishedtoendthediscussion,putthesecondquestion,whichhadjustbeenconsideredagain。
  "Hasthemoonbeeninhabited?"heasked。
  Theanswerwasunanimouslyintheaffirmative。Butduringthisdiscussion,fruitfulinsomewhathazardoustheories,theprojectilewasrapidlyleavingthemoon:thelineamentsfadedawayfromthetravelers’eyes,mountainswereconfusedinthedistance;andofallthewonderful,strange,andfantasticalformoftheearth’ssatellite,theresoonremainednothingbuttheimperishableremembrance。
  CHAPTERXIX
  ASTRUGGLEAGAINSTTHEIMPOSSIBLE
  ForalongtimeBarbicaneandhiscompanionslookedsilentlyandsadlyuponthatworldwhichtheyhadonlyseenfromadistance,asMosessawthelandofCanaan,andwhichtheywereleavingwithoutapossibilityofeverreturningtoit。Theprojectile’spositionwithregardtothemoonhadaltered,andthebasewasnowturnedtotheearth。
  Thischange,whichBarbicaneverified,didnotfailtosurprisethem。
  Iftheprojectilewastogravitateroundthesatelliteinanellipticalorbit,whywasnotitsheaviestpartturnedtowardit,asthemoonturnsherstotheearth?Thatwasadifficultpoint。
  Inwatchingthecourseoftheprojectiletheycouldseethatonleavingthemoonitfollowedacourseanalogoustothattracedinapproachingher。Itwasdescribingaverylongellipse,whichwouldmostlikelyextendtothepointofequalattraction,wheretheinfluencesoftheearthanditssatelliteareneutralized。
  SuchwastheconclusionwhichBarbicaneveryjustlydrewfromfactsalreadyobserved,aconvictionwhichhistwofriendssharedwithhim。
  "Andwhenarrivedatthisdeadpoint,whatwillbecomeofus?"
  askedMichelArdan。
  "Wedon’tknow,"repliedBarbicane。
  "Butonecandrawsomehypotheses,Isuppose?"
  "Two,"answeredBarbicane;"eithertheprojectile’sspeedwillbeinsufficient,anditwillremainforeverimmovableonthislineofdoubleattraction————"
  "Iprefertheotherhypothesis,whateveritmaybe,"interruptedMichel。
  "Or,"continuedBarbicane,"itsspeedwillbesufficient,anditwillcontinueitsellipticalcourse,togravitateforeveraroundtheorbofnight。"
  "Arevolutionnotatallconsoling,"saidMichel,"topasstothestateofhumbleservantstoamoonwhomweareaccustomedtolookuponasourownhandmaid。Sothatisthefateinstoreforus?"
  NeitherBarbicanenorNichollanswered。
  "Youdonotanswer,"continuedMichelimpatiently。
  "Thereisnothingtoanswer,"saidNicholl。
  "Istherenothingtotry?"
  "No,"answeredBarbicane。"Doyoupretendtofightagainsttheimpossible?"
  "Whynot?DooneFrenchmanandtwoAmericansshrinkfromsuchaword?"
  "Butwhatwouldyoudo?"
  "Subduethismotionwhichisbearingusaway。"
  "Subdueit?"
  "Yes,"continuedMichel,gettinganimated,"orelsealterit,andemployittotheaccomplishmentofourownends。"
  "Andhow?"
  "Thatisyouraffair。Ifartillerymenarenotmastersoftheirprojectiletheyarenotartillerymen。Iftheprojectileistocommandthegunner,wehadbetterramthegunnerintothegun。
  Myfaith!finesavants!whodonotknowwhatistobecomeofusafterinducingme————"
  "Inducingyou!"criedBarbicaneandNicholl。"Inducingyou!
  Whatdoyoumeanbythat?"
  "Norecrimination,"saidMichel。"Idonotcomplain,thetriphaspleasedme,andtheprojectileagreeswithme;butletusdoallthatishumanlypossibletodothefallsomewhere,evenifonlyonthemoon。"
  "Weasknobetter,myworthyMichel,"repliedBarbicane,"butmeansfailus。"
  "Wecannotalterthemotionoftheprojectile?"
  "No。"
  "Nordiminishitsspeed?"
  "No。"
  "Notevenbylighteningit,astheylightenanoverloadedvessel?"
  "Whatwouldyouthrowout?"saidNicholl。"Wehavenoballastonboard;andindeeditseemstomethatiflighteneditwouldgomuchquicker。"
  "Slower。"
  "Quicker。"
  "Neitherslowernorquicker,"saidBarbicane,wishingtomakehistwofriendsagree;"forwefloatisspace,andmustnolongerconsiderspecificweight。"
  "Verywell,"criedMichelArdaninadecidedvoice;"thentheirremainsbutonethingtodo。"
  "Whatisit?"askedNicholl。
  "Breakfast,"answeredthecool,audaciousFrenchman,whoalwaysbroughtupthissolutionatthemostdifficultjuncture。
  Inanycase,ifthisoperationhadnoinfluenceontheprojectile’scourse,itcouldatleastbetriedwithoutinconvenience,andevenwithsuccessfromastomachicpointofview。CertainlyMichelhadnonebutgoodideas。
  Theybreakfastedthenattwointhemorning;thehourmatteredlittle。
  Michelservedhisusualrepast,crownedbyagloriousbottledrawnfromhisprivatecellar。Ifideasdidnotcrowdontheirbrains,wemustdespairoftheChambertinof1853。Therepastfinished,observationbeganagain。Aroundtheprojectile,ataninvariabledistance,weretheobjectswhichhadbeenthrownout。Evidently,initstranslatorymotionroundthemoon,ithadnotpassedthroughanyatmosphere,forthespecificweightofthesedifferentobjectswouldhavecheckedtheirrelativespeed。
  Onthesideoftheterrestrialspherenothingwastobeseen。
  Theearthwasbutadayold,havingbeennewthenightbeforeattwelve;andtwodaysmustelapsebeforeitscrescent,freedfromthesolarrays,wouldserveasaclocktotheSelenites,asinitsrotarymovementeachofitspointsaftertwenty—fourhoursrepassesthesamelunarmeridian。
  Onthemoon’ssidethesightwasdifferent;theorbshoneinallhersplendoramidinnumerableconstellations,whosepuritycouldnotbetroubledbyherrays。Onthedisc,theplainswerealreadyreturningtothedarktintwhichisseenfromtheearth。
  Theotherpartofthenimbusremainedbrilliant,andinthemidstofthisgeneralbrilliancyTychoshoneprominentlylikeasun。
  Barbicanehadnomeansofestimatingtheprojectile’sspeed,butreasoningshowedthatitmustuniformlydecrease,accordingtothelawsofmechanicalreasoning。Havingadmittedthattheprojectilewasdescribinganorbitaroundthemoon,thisorbitmustnecessarilybeelliptical;scienceprovesthatitmustbeso。
  Nomotivebodycirculatingroundanattractingbodyfailsinthislaw。Everyorbitdescribedinspaceiselliptical。AndwhyshouldtheprojectileoftheGunClubescapethisnaturalarrangement?
  Inellipticalorbits,theattractingbodyalwaysoccupiesoneofthefoci;sothatatonemomentthesatelliteisnearer,andatanotherfartherfromtheorbaroundwhichitgravitates。Whentheearthisnearestthesunsheisinherperihelion;andinheraphelionatthefarthestpoint。Speakingofthemoon,sheisnearesttotheearthinherperigee,andfarthestfromitinherapogee。Touseanalogousexpressions,withwhichtheastronomers’languageisenriched,iftheprojectileremainsasasatelliteofthemoon,wemustsaythatitisinits"aposelene"atitsfarthestpoint,andinits"periselene"atitsnearest。Inthelattercase,theprojectilewouldattainitsmaximumofspeed;andintheformeritsminimum。Itwasevidentlymovingtowarditsaposeleniticalpoint;andBarbicanehadreasontothinkthatitsspeedwoulddecreaseuptothispoint,andthenincreasebydegreesasitnearedthemoon。
  Thisspeedwouldevenbecome_nil_,ifthispointjoinedthatofequalattraction。Barbicanestudiedtheconsequencesofthesedifferentsituations,andthinkingwhatinferencehecoulddrawfromthem,whenhewasroughlydisturbedbyacryfromMichelArdan。
  "ByJove!"heexclaimed,"Imustadmitwearedown—rightsimpletons!"
  "Idonotsaywearenot,"repliedBarbicane;"butwhy?"
  "Becausewehaveaverysimplemeansofcheckingthisspeedwhichisbearingusfromthemoon,andwedonotuseit!"
  "Andwhatisthemeans?"
  "Tousetherecoilcontainedinourrockets。"
  "Done!"saidNicholl。
  "Wehavenotusedthisforceyet,"saidBarbicane,"itistrue,butwewilldoso。"
  "When?"askedMichel。
  "Whenthetimecomes。Observe,myfriends,thatinthepositionoccupiedbytheprojectile,anobliquepositionwithregardtothelunardisc,ourrockets,inslightlyalteringitsdirection,mightturnitfromthemooninsteadofdrawingitnearer?"
  "Justso,"repliedMichel。
  "Letuswait,then。Bysomeinexplicableinfluence,theprojectileisturningitsbasetowardtheearth。Itisprobablethatatthepointofequalattraction,itsconicalcapwillbedirectedrigidlytowardthemoon;atthatmomentwemayhopethatitsspeedwillbe_nil_;thenwillbethemomenttoact,andwiththeinfluenceofourrocketswemayperhapsprovokeafalldirectlyonthesurfaceofthelunardisc。"
  "Bravo!"saidMichel。"Whatwedidnotdo,whatwecouldnotdoonourfirstpassageatthedeadpoint,becausetheprojectilewasthenendowedwithtoogreataspeed。"
  "Verywellreasoned,"saidNicholl。
  "Letuswaitpatiently,"continuedBarbicane。"Puttingeverychanceonourside,andafterhavingsomuchdespaired,ImaysayIthinkweshallgainourend。"
  ThisconclusionwasasignalforMichelArdan’shipsandhurrahs。
  Andnoneoftheaudaciousboobiesrememberedthequestionthattheythemselveshadsolvedinthenegative。No!themoonisnotinhabited;no!themoonisprobablynothabitable。Andyettheyweregoingtotryeverythingtoreachher。
  Onesinglequestionremainedtobesolved。Atwhatprecisemomenttheprojectilewouldreachthepointofequalattraction,onwhichthetravelersmustplaytheirlastcard。Inordertocalculatethistowithinafewseconds,Barbicanehadonlytorefertohisnotes,andtoreckonthedifferentheightstakenonthelunarparallels。Thusthetimenecessarytotraveloverthedistancebetweenthedeadpointandthesouthpolewouldbeequaltothedistanceseparatingthenorthpolefromthedeadpoint。
  Thehoursrepresentingthetimetraveledoverwerecarefullynoted,andthecalculationwaseasy。Barbicanefoundthatthispointwouldbereachedatoneinthemorningonthenightofthe7th—8thofDecember。Sothat,ifnothinginterferedwithitscourse,itwouldreachthegivenpointintwenty—twohours。
  Therocketshadprimarilybeenplacedtocheckthefalloftheprojectileuponthemoon,andnowtheyweregoingtoemploythemforadirectlycontrarypurpose。Inanycasetheywereready,andtheyhadonlytowaitforthemomenttosetfiretothem。
  "Sincethereisnothingelsetobedone,"saidNicholl,"Imakeaproposition。"
  "Whatisit?"askedBarbicane。
  "Iproposetogotosleep。"
  "Whatamotion!"exclaimedMichelArdan。
  "Itisfortyhourssinceweclosedoureyes,"saidNicholl。
  "Somehoursofsleepwillrestoreourstrength。"
  "Never,"interruptedMichel。
  "Well,"continuedNicholl,"everyonetohistaste;Ishallgotosleep。"Andstretchinghimselfonthedivan,hesoonsnoredlikeaforty—eightpounder。
  "ThatNichollhasagooddealofsense,"saidBarbicane;
  "presentlyIshallfollowhisexample。"Somemomentsafterhiscontinuedbasssupportedthecaptain’sbaritone。
  "Certainly,"saidMichelArdan,findinghimselfalone,"thesepracticalpeoplehavesometimesmostopportuneideas。"
  Andwithhislonglegsstretchedout,andhisgreatarmsfoldedunderhishead,Michelsleptinhisturn。
  Butthissleepcouldbeneitherpeacefulnorlasting,themindsofthesethreemenweretoomuchoccupied,andsomehoursafter,aboutseveninthemorning,allthreewereonfootatthesameinstant。
  Theprojectilewasstillleavingthemoon,andturningitsconicalpartmoreandmoretowardher。
  Anexplicablephenomenon,butonewhichhappilyservedBarbicane’sends。
  Seventeenhoursmore,andthemomentforactionwouldhavearrived。
  Thedayseemedlong。Howeverboldthetravelersmightbe,theyweregreatlyimpressedbytheapproachofthatmomentwhichwoulddecideall——eitherprecipitatetheirfallontothemoon,orforeverchaintheminanimmutableorbit。Theycountedthehoursastheypassedtooslowfortheirwish;BarbicaneandNichollwereobstinatelyplungedintheircalculations,Michelgoingandcomingbetweenthenarrowwalls,andwatchingthatimpassivemoonwithalongingeye。
  Attimesrecollectionsoftheearthcrossedtheirminds。TheysawoncemoretheirfriendsoftheGunClub,andthedearestofall,J。T。Maston。Atthatmoment,thehonorablesecretarymustbefillinghispostontheRockyMountains。Ifhecouldseetheprojectilethroughtheglassofhisgigantictelescope,whatwouldhethink?Afterseeingitdisappearbehindthemoon’ssouthpole,hewouldseethemreappearbythenorthpole!
  Theymustthereforebeasatelliteofasatellite!HadJ。T。
  Mastongiventhisunexpectednewstotheworld?Wasthisthe_denouement_ofthisgreatenterprise?
  Butthedaypassedwithoutincident。Theterrestrialmidnightarrived。The8thofDecemberwasbeginning。
  Onehourmore,andthepointofequalattractionwouldbereached。Whatspeedwouldthenanimatetheprojectile?
  Theycouldnotestimateit。ButnoerrorcouldvitiateBarbicane’scalculations。Atoneinthemorningthisspeedoughttobeandwouldbe_nil_。
  Besides,anotherphenomenonwouldmarktheprojectile’sstopping—pointontheneutralline。Atthatspotthetwoattractions,lunarandterrestrial,wouldbeannulled。
  Objectswould"weigh"nomore。Thissingularfact,whichhadsurprisedBarbicaneandhiscompanionssomuchingoing,wouldberepeatedontheirreturnundertheverysameconditions。
  Atthisprecisemomenttheymustact。
  Alreadytheprojectile’sconicaltopwassensiblyturnedtowardthelunardisc,presentedinsuchawayastoutilizethewholeoftherecoilproducedbythepressureoftherocketapparatus。
  Thechanceswereinfavorofthetravelers。Ifitsspeedwasutterlyannulledonthisdeadpoint,adecidedmovementtowardthemoonwouldsuffice,howeverslight,todetermineitsfall。
  "Fiveminutestoone,"saidNicholl。
  "Allisready,"repliedMichelArdan,directingalightedmatchtotheflameofthegas。
  "Wait!"saidBarbicane,holdinghischronometerinhishand。
  Atthatmomentweighthadnoeffect。Thetravelersfeltinthemselvestheentiredisappearanceofit。Theywereveryneartheneutralpoint,iftheydidnottouchit。
  "Oneo’clock,"saidBarbicane。
  MichelArdanappliedthelightedmatchtoatrainincommunicationwiththerockets。Nodetonationwasheardintheinside,fortherewasnoair。But,throughthescuttles,Barbicanesawaprolongedsmoke,theflamesofwhichwereimmediatelyextinguished。
  Theprojectilesustainedacertainshock,whichwassensiblyfeltintheinterior。
  Thethreefriendslookedandlistenedwithoutspeaking,andscarcelybreathing。Onemighthaveheardthebeatingoftheirheartsamidthisperfectsilence。
  "Arewefalling?"askedMichelArdan,atlength。
  "No,"saidNicholl,"sincethebottomoftheprojectileisnotturningtothelunardisc!"
  Atthismoment,Barbicane,quittinghisscuttle,turnedtohistwocompanions。Hewasfrightfullypale,hisforeheadwrinkled,andhislipscontracted。
  "Wearefalling!"saidhe。
  "Ah!"criedMichelArdan,"ontothemoon?"
  "Ontotheearth!"
  "Thedevil!"exclaimedMichelArdan,addingphilosophically,"well,whenwecameintothisprojectilewewereverydoubtfulastotheeasewithwhichweshouldgetoutofit!"
  Andnowthisfearfulfallhadbegun。Thespeedretainedhadbornetheprojectilebeyondthedeadpoint。Theexplosionoftherocketscouldnotdivertitscourse。Thisspeedingoinghadcarrieditovertheneutralline,andinreturninghaddonethesamething。Thelawsofphysicscondemnedit_topassthrougheverypointwhichithadalreadygonethrough_。Itwasaterriblefall,fromaheightof160,000miles,andnospringstobreakit。Accordingtothelawsofgunnery,theprojectilemuststriketheearthwithaspeedequaltothatwithwhichitleftthemouthoftheColumbiad,aspeedof16,000yardsinthelastsecond。
  Buttogivesomefiguresofcomparison,ithasbeenreckonedthatanobjectthrownfromthetopofthetowersofNotreDame,theheightofwhichisonly200feet,willarriveonthepavementataspeedof240milesperhour。Heretheprojectilemuststriketheearthwithaspeedof115,200milesperhour。
  "Wearelost!"saidMichelcoolly。
  "Verywell!ifwedie,"answeredBarbicane,withasortofreligiousenthusiasm,"theresultsofourtravelswillbemagnificentlyspread。ItisHisownsecretthatGodwilltellus!Intheotherlifethesoulwillwanttoknownothing,eitherofmachinesorengines!Itwillbeidentifiedwitheternalwisdom!"
  "Infact,"interruptedMichelArdan,"thewholeoftheotherworldmaywellconsoleusforthelossofthatinferiororbcalledthemoon!"
  Barbicanecrossedhisarmsonhisbreast,withamotionofsublimeresignation,sayingatthesametime:
  "Thewillofheavenbedone!"