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"
We
'll
settle
all
that
!
"
he
said
in
answer
to
some
incidental
difficulty
that
had
pulled
me
up
.
"
We
'll
soon
settle
that
!
We
'll
start
the
drawings
for
mouldings
this
very
night
.
"
"
We
'll
start
them
now
,
"
I
responded
,
and
we
hurried
off
to
the
laboratory
to
begin
upon
this
work
forthwith
.
I
was
like
a
child
in
Wonderland
all
that
night
.
The
dawn
found
us
both
still
at
work
--
we
kept
our
electric
light
going
heedless
of
the
day
.
I
remember
now
exactly
how
these
drawings
looked
.
I
shaded
and
tinted
while
Cavor
drew
--
smudged
and
haste-marked
they
were
in
every
line
,
but
wonderfully
correct
.
We
got
out
the
orders
for
the
steel
blinds
and
frames
we
needed
from
that
night
's
work
,
and
the
glass
sphere
was
designed
within
a
week
.
We
gave
up
our
afternoon
conversations
and
our
old
routine
altogether
.
We
worked
,
and
we
slept
and
ate
when
we
could
work
no
longer
for
hunger
and
fatigue
.
Our
enthusiasm
infected
even
our
three
men
,
though
they
had
no
idea
what
the
sphere
was
for
.
Through
those
days
the
man
Gibbs
gave
up
walking
,
and
went
everywhere
,
even
across
the
room
,
at
a
sort
of
fussy
run
.
And
it
grew
--
the
sphere
.
December
passed
,
January
--
I
spent
a
day
with
a
broom
sweeping
a
path
through
the
snow
from
bungalow
to
laboratory
--
February
,
March
.
By
the
end
of
March
the
completion
was
in
sight
.
In
January
had
come
a
team
of
horses
,
a
huge
packing-case
;
we
had
our
thick
glass
sphere
now
ready
,
and
in
position
under
the
crane
we
had
rigged
to
sling
it
into
the
steel
shell
.
All
the
bars
and
blinds
of
the
steel
shell
--
it
was
not
really
a
spherical
shell
,
but
polyhedral
,
with
a
roller
blind
to
each
facet
--
had
arrived
by
February
,
and
the
lower
half
was
bolted
together
.
The
Cavorite
was
half
made
by
March
,
the
metallic
paste
had
gone
through
two
of
the
stages
in
its
manufacture
,
and
we
had
plastered
quite
half
of
it
on
to
the
steel
bars
and
blinds
.
It
was
astonishing
how
closely
we
kept
to
the
lines
of
Cavor
's
first
inspiration
in
working
out
the
scheme
.
When
the
bolting
together
of
the
sphere
was
finished
,
he
proposed
to
remove
the
rough
roof
of
the
temporary
laboratory
in
which
the
work
was
done
,
and
build
a
furnace
about
it
.
So
the
last
stage
of
Cavorite
making
,
in
which
the
paste
is
heated
to
a
dull
red
glow
in
a
stream
of
helium
,
would
be
accomplished
when
it
was
already
on
the
sphere
.
And
then
we
had
to
discuss
and
decide
what
provisions
we
were
to
take
--
compressed
foods
,
concentrated
essences
,
steel
cylinders
containing
reserve
oxygen
,
an
arrangement
for
removing
carbonic
acid
and
waste
from
the
air
and
restoring
oxygen
by
means
of
sodium
peroxide
,
water
condensers
,
and
so
forth
.
I
remember
the
little
heap
they
made
in
the
corner
--
tins
,
and
rolls
,
and
boxes
--
convincingly
matter-of-fact
.
It
was
a
strenuous
time
,
with
little
chance
of
thinking
.
But
one
day
,
when
we
were
drawing
near
the
end
,
an
odd
mood
came
over
me
.
I
had
been
bricking
up
the
furnace
all
the
morning
,
and
I
sat
down
by
these
possessions
dead
beat
.
Everything
seemed
dull
and
incredible
.
"
But
look
here
,
Cavor
,
"
I
said
.
"
After
all
!
What
's
it
all
for
?
"
He
smiled
.
"
The
thing
now
is
to
go
.
"
"
The
moon
,
"
I
reflected
.
"
But
what
do
you
expect
?
I
thought
the
moon
was
a
dead
world
.
"
