Washington has a very peculiar
habit of using big words, just because they sound so imposing,"
went on the professor. "He spends all his spare time consulting
the dictionary."
"I have noticed it," remarked Mr. Roumann, smiling.
"Well, suppose we go out to supper?" went on Mr. Henderson. "You
boys must be hungry."
"I can eat," admitted Jack.
"You'll get stouter if you do," warned Mark with a smile.
"Can't help it. Wait until we get to Mars."
"Oh, yes, you didn't finish telling us how we were to get there,
Mr. Roumann," said Jack.
"I'll tell you while we're at supper," said the scientist. "I
confess that Washington's announcement came just at the right
time. I am very hungry."
CHAPTER V
THE SECRET POWER
For a few minutes after they were seated at the table nothing was
heard but the rattle of the dishes and the clatter of knives and
forks. Washington was a fine cook, and there was a plentiful
supply of just what the boys liked best.
When the meal was well under way, the dining room door opened,
and a strange figure entered. It was that of rather an aged man,
who walked with soft, cat-like tread, and who leaned forward, as
if on the trail of some enemy or wild beast.
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