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Boldly Down the Crater

           Mylimitedpowersofdescriptionwouldfail,wereItoattemptapictureoftheProfessor’sangryimpatience.Thedayworeon,andnoshadowcametolayitselfalongthebottomofthecrater.Hansdidnotmovefromthespothehadselected;yethemustbeaskinghimselfwhatwerewewaitingfor,ifheaskedhimselfanythingatall.Myunclespokenotawordtome.Hisgaze,everdirectedupwards,waslostinthegreyandmistyspacebeyond.

           Onthe26thnothingyet.Rainmingledwithsnowwasfallingalldaylong.Hansbuiltabutofpiecesoflava.Ifeltamaliciouspleasureinwatchingthethousandrillsandcascadesthatcametumblingdownthesidesofthecone,andthedeafeningcontinuousdinawakedbyeverystoneagainstwhichtheybounded.

           Myuncle’srageknewnobounds.Itwasenoughtoirritateameekermanthanhe;foritwasfounderingalmostwithintheport.

           ButHeavenneversendsunmixedgrief,andforProfessorLiedenbrocktherewasasatisfactioninstoreproportionedtohisdesperateanxieties.

           Thenextdaytheskywasagainovercast;butonthe29thofJune,thelastdaybutoneofthemonth,withthechangeofthemooncameachangeofweather.Thesunpouredafloodoflightdownthecrater.Everyhillock,everyrockandstone,everyprojectingsurface,haditsshareofthebeamingtorrent,andthrewitsshadowontheground.Amongstthemall,Scartarislaiddownhissharp-pointedangularshadowwhichbegantomoveslowlyintheoppositedirectiontothatoftheradiantorb.

           Myuncleturnedtoo,andfollowedit.

           Atnoon,beingatitsleastextent,itcameandsoftlyfellupontheedgeofthemiddlechimney.

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