Part 21 (1/2)

When he got up, a desperate gleam was in his dark eyes.

”It is rising fast,” he said. ”We must attempt to get to the capitol and warn the king. It is possible that he may be able to stop the opening.

The only thing left to us is to try our machine again.”

Johnston found it hard to keep pace with him as he bounded out of the mist and on toward the faint glow ahead. Reaching the flying machine Branasko entered it and turned on a small electric light.

”Ah,” he grunted with satisfaction, ”I have found a light. I can now see what is the matter with it.”

Johnston stood outside and heard him hammering on the metal parts in the car, and became so absorbed in thinking of the peril of their position that he was startled when Branasko cried out to him:--”All right. I think we can make it do; a pin has lost out, but perhaps I can hold the piece in place with my foot. If only we can stand the heat of the pit long enough to rise above it, we may escape.”

Johnston followed him into the car. Branasko seated himself firmly and gave the wheel a little turn. Slowly the machine rose. ”See!” cried Branasko, ”it is under control. We must not be too hasty. Now for the pit!”

The heart of the American was in his mouth as the long black wings waved up and down and the air-s.h.i.+p, like some live thing, shuddered and swept gracefully out of the mouth of the cave into the glare and heat of the pit.

”Hold your breath!” yelled Branasko, and he bent lower into the car to escape the shower of hot ashes that was falling about them. Far out over the lake in a straight line they glided, and there came to a sudden halt. Johnston's eyes were glued on his companion's face. Branasko sat doubled up, every muscle drawn, his eyes bulging from their sockets.

Would he be strong enough? To Johnston everything seemed in a whirl. The walls of the pit were rising around them.

Chapter XVI.

Thornd.y.k.e went down into his chambers to make his toilet and was ready to leave when there was a soft rap on his door. He opened it, and to his surprise saw Bernardino modestly draw herself back into the shadow of the hall.

”Pardon me, but I must speak to you,” she stammered in confusion.

”What is it?” he asked, going out to her.

”I want to advise you to avoid my father to-day. He is greatly disappointed with the accident of yesterday, and he is never courteous to strangers when he is displeased. He was particularly anxious to have you entertained by the fete.”

”Thank you; I shall keep out of his way,” promised the Englishman.

”Where had I better stay--here in my rooms?”

”No, he might send for you. If you would care to see Winter Park, I can go with you as your guide.”

”I should be delighted; nothing could please me more.”

”But,” (as a servant pa.s.sed in the room with a tray) ”that is your breakfast. Meet me at the fountain at the north entrance of the palace in half an hour.” And, drawing her veil over her face, she vanished in the darkness of the corridor.

After he had breakfasted and sent the man away, he hastened below to the place designated by the princess. She was waiting for him under the palm trees, and was so disguised that he would not have known her but for her low amused laugh as he was about to pa.s.s her.

”It would not do for any one to suspect me,” she explained; ”my father would never forgive me for doing this.” She pointed to a flying-machine near by. ”We must take the air; I have made all the arrangements. Winter Park is beyond the limits of the city.”

He followed her across the gra.s.s to the machine and into the car. They could see the driver behind the gla.s.s of the narrow compartment in which he sat, and when he turned the polished metal wheel the machine rose like a liberated balloon.

Thornd.y.k.e looked out of the window. The blue haze of the fifth hour of the morning was breaking over everything, and as the domes, pinnacles, and vari-colored roofs fell away in the beautiful light, the breast of the Englishman heaved with delightful emotions. Bernardino was watching his face with a gratified smile.

”You like Alpha,” she said, half anxiously, half inquiringly.

”Very much,” he replied; ”but I want to show you the great world I came from;--and some day perhaps I can.”

The blood ran into her cheeks suddenly, and then as quickly receded, leaving a wistful expression in her eyes. She sighed. ”It has been my dream for a long time. I have always imagined that it is more wonderful than Alpha; but you know there is no chance for you to return now.”