"No. He's been elected King of France," was the answer. "He had
to go over there to get his crown fitted on. I'm all alone here.
A few minutes more and I would have smashed that engine."
"I guess you would," responded Mr. Roumann. "Well, we'll take
good care that you do not get loose again."
The bonds of the maniac were made more secure, and Washington
White was told to keep, close watch over him.
It was the day after this occurrence, though Jack and Mark had
not gotten over talking about it, that they were in the pilot
house with Professor Henderson. The projectile was speeding
along rapidly, and from calculations that had been made it was
believed they would arrive at Mars in about two days.
"I'll be glad of it," said Jack. "I want a chance to stretch my
legs."
"And grow lighter," added Mark. "You're fatter than ever since
you began this trip."
"That's because I don't have any exercise. But I'll make up for
it. I understand that on Mars one can jump twice as far as he
can on the earth, due to the less dense atmosphere."
"Well, we'll soon see," said Mark.
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