It was to these two massive machines that the eyes of all were
now directed. The smaller one, the atmospheric motor, did not
appear to have been damaged, but several wheels and pipes of the
other were broken and twisted.
"Is it ruined?" asked Professor Henderson.
Mr. Roumann was anxiously looking at the apparatus to see what
damage had been done by the bomb.
"Can't we go to Mars?" inquired Jack.
"I think so," was the reassuring reply of the scientist. "It is
not damaged so much as I feared. The wheels and pipes are easily
replaced, and as long as the generator and the distributing
plates are not disturbed, I can easily repair the rest. But it
was a fortunate chance that the bomb did not explode nearer the
projectile. Otherwise we would have had to give up our journey."
"And we would have had to if you had been killed," remarked the
professor. "I thought the secret of the power was going to die
with you!"
"It will," replied Mr. Roumann, "but not just yet. I shall never
disclose the source of the power until I reach Mars, get what I
am after, and come back.
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