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Chapter XIX ANCHORED AT LAST
 When the "Albatross" was high in the air the island could be seen to be of moderate size. But on what parallel was it situated1? What meridian2 ran through it? Was it an island in the Pacific, in Australasia, or in the Indian Ocean? When the sun appeared, and Robur had taken his observations, they would know; but although they could not trust to the indications of the compass there was reason to think they were in the Pacific.  
At this height—one hundred and fifty feet—the island which measured about fifteen miles round, was like a three-pointed star in the sea.
 
Off the southwest point was an islet and a range of rocks. On the shore there were no tide-marks, and this tended to confirm Robur in his opinion as to his position for the ebb3 and flow are almost imperceptible in the Pacific.
 
At the northwest point there was a conical mountain about two hundred feet high.
 
No natives were to be seen, but they might be on the opposite coast. In any case, if they had perceived the aeronef, terror had made them either hide themselves or run away. The "Albatross" had anchored on the southwest point of the island. Not far off, down a little creek4, a small river flowed in among the rocks. Beyond were several winding5 valleys; trees of different kinds; and birds—partridges and bustards—in great numbers. If the island was not inhabited it was habitable. Robur might surely have landed on it; if he had not done so it was probably because the ground was uneven6 and did not offer a convenient spot to beach the aeronef.
 
While he was waiting for the sun the engineer began the repairs he reckoned on completing before the day was over. The suspensory screws were undamaged and had worked admirably amid all the violence of the storm, which, as we have said, had considerably8 lightened their work. At this moment half of them were in action, enough to keep the "Albatross" fixed9 to the shore by the taut10 cable. But the two propellers11 had suffered, and more than Robur had thought. Their blades would have to be adjusted and the gearing seen to by which they received their rotatory movement.
 
It was the screw at the bow which was first attacked under Robur's superintendence. It was the best to commence with, in case the "Albatross" had to leave before the work was finished. With only this propeller12 he could easily keep a proper course.
 
Meanwhile Uncle Prudent13 and his colleague, after walking about the deck, had sat down aft. Frycollin was strangely reassured14. What a difference! To be suspended only one hundred and fifty feet from the ground!
 
The work was only interrupted for a moment while the elevation15 of the sun above the horizon allowed Robur to take an horary angle, so that at the time of its culmination16 he could calculate his position.
 
The result of the observation, taken with the greatest exactitude, was as follows:
 
Longitude17, 176° 10' west.
Latitude18, 44° 25' south.
This point on the map answered to the position of the Chatham Islands, and particularly of Pitt Island, one of the group.
 
"That is nearer than I supposed," said Robur to Tom Turner.
 
"How far off are we?"
 
"Forty-six degrees south of X Island, or two thousand eight hundred miles."
 
"All the more reason to get our propellers into order," said the mate. "We may have the wind against us this passage, and with the little stores we have left we ought to get to X as soon as possible."
 
"Yes, Tom, and I hope to get under way tonight, even if I go with one screw, and put the other to-rights on the voyage."
 
"Mr. Robur," said Tom "What is to be done with those two gentlemen and their servant?"
 
"Do you think they would complain if they became colonists19 of X Island?"
 
But where was this X? It was an island lost in the immensity of the Pacific Ocean between the Equator and the Tropic of Cancer—an island most appropriately named by Robur in this algebraic fashion. It was in the north of the South Pacific, a long way out of the route of inter-oceanic communication. There it was that Robur had founded his little colony, and there the "Albatross" rested when tired with her flight. There she was provisioned for all her voyages. In X Island, Robur, a man of immense wealth, had established a shipyard in which he built his aeronef. There he could repair it, and even rebuild it. In his warehouses20 were materials and provisions of all sorts stored for the fifty inhabitants who lived on the island.
 
When Robur had doubled Cape21 Horn a few days before his intention had been to regain22 X Island by crossing the Pacific obliquely23. But the cyclone24 had seized the "Albatross," and the hurricane had carried her away to the south. In fact, he had been brought back to much the same latitude as before, and if his propellers had not been damaged the delay would have been of no importance.
 
His object was therefore to get back to X Island, but as the mate had said, the voyage would be a long one, and the winds would probably be against them. The mechanical power of the "Albatross" was, however, quite equal to taking her to her destination, and under ordinary circumstances she would be there in three or four days.
 
Hence Robur's resolve to anchor on the Chatham Islands. There was every opportunity for repairing at least the fore7-screw. He had no fear that if the wind were to rise he would be driven to the south instead of to the north. When night came the repairs would be finished, and he would have to maneuver25 so as to weigh anchor. If it were too firmly fixed in the rocks he could cut the cable and resume his flight towards the equator.
 
The crew of the "Albatross," knowing there was no time to lose, set to work vigorously.
 
While they were busy in the bow of the aeronef, Uncle Prudent and Phil Evans held a little conversation together which had exceptionally important consequences.
 
"Phil Evans," said Uncle Prudent, "you have resolved, as I have, to sacrifice your life?"
 
"Yes, like you."
 
"It is evident that we can expect nothing from Robur."
 
"Nothing."
 
"Well, Phil Evans, I have made up my mind. If the "Albatross" leaves this place tonight, the night will not pass without our having accomplished26 our task. We will smash the wings of this bird of Robur's! This night I will blow it into the air!"
 
"The sooner the better," said Phil Evans.
 
It will be seen that the two colleagues were agreed on all points even in accepting with indifference27 the frightful28 death in store for them. "Have you all you want?" asked Evans.
 
"Yes. Last night, while Robur and his people had enough to do to look after the safety of the ship, I slipped into the magazine and got hold of a dynamite29 cartridge30."
 
"Let us set to work, Uncle Prudent."
 
"No. Wait till tonight. When the night comes we will go into our cabin, and you shall see something that will surprise you."
 
At six o'clock the colleagues dined together as usual. Two hours afterwards they retired31 to their cabin like men who wished to make up for a sleepless32 night.
 
Neither Robur nor any of his companions had a suspicion of the catastrophe33 that threatened the "Albatross."
 
This was Uncle Prudent's plan. As he had said, he had stolen into the magazine, and there had possessed34 himself of some powder and cartridge like those used by Robur in Dahomey. Returning to his cabin, he had carefully concealed35 the cartridge with which he had resolved to blow up the "Albatross" in mid-air.
 
Phil Evans, screened by his companion, was now examining the infernal machine, which was a metallic36 canister containing about two pounds of dynamite, enough to shatter the aeronef to atoms. If the explosion did not destroy her at once, it would do so in her fall. Nothing was easier than to place this cartridge in a corner of the cabin, so that it would blow in the deck and tear away the framework of the
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