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chater1 绮丽海盗船 a gru crair（第5页）
“Letusdescend！”exclaimedI。
“Descend，whenthesunisawaitingusyonder！Downwiththebags！”Andhelightenedtheballoonofmorethanfiftyounds。At3000metresweremainedstationary。Theunknowntalkedincessantly，butIscarcelyheardhim；Iwascomletelyrostrated，whileheseemedinhiselement。
“Withagoodwind，weshallgofar，butwemusteseciallygohigh！”
“Wearelost！”
“IntheAntillestherearecurrentsofairwhichtravelahundredleaguesanhour！OntheoccasionofNaoleon‘scoronation，Gavnerinletoffaballoonilluminatedwithcolouredlams，ateleveno’clockintheevening！ThewindblewfromtheN。N。E。；thenextmorningatdaybreaktheinhabitantsofRomesaluteditsassageabovethedomeofSt。Peters。Wewillgofarther。”
Iscarcelyheardhim；everythingwasbuzzingaroundme！Therewasanoeningintheclouds！
“Seethatcity，myhost；”saidtheunknown。“ItisSire。Nothingelse！”
Idarednotleanovertherailingofthecar。NeverthelessIerceivedalittleblacksot。ThiswasSire。ThebroadRhinelookedlikeariband，thegreatroadslikethreads。Aboveourheadstheskywasofadeeazure；Iwasbenumbedwiththecold。Thebirdshadlongsinceforsakenus；inthisrarefedairtheirfightwouldhavebeenimossible。Wewerealoneinsace，andIintheresenceofastrangeman！
“ItisuselessforyoutoknowwhitherIamtakingyou。”saidhe，andhethrewthecomassintotheclouds。“Afallisafnething。YouknowthattherehavebeenafewvictimsfromPilatredesRosiersdowntoLieutenantGale，andthesemisfortuneshavealwaysbeencausedbyimrudence。PilatredesRosiersascendedincomanywithRemain，atBoulogne，onthe13thofJune，1785。Tohisballoon，infatedwithgas，hehadsusendedamongolferflledwithwarmair，undoubtedlytosavethetroubleoflettingoffgas，orthrowingoutballast。Itwaslikeuttingachafng-dishbeneathaowder-cask。Theimrudentmenrosetoaheightoffourhundredmetres，andencounteredoosingwinds，whichdrovethemovertheocean。Inordertodescend，Pilatreattemtedtooenthevalveoftheaerostat；butthecordofthisvalvecaughtintheballoon，andtoreitsothatitwasemtiedinaninstant。Itfellonthemontgolfer，overturnedit，andtheimrudentmenweredashedtoiecesinafewseconds。Itisfrightful，isitnot?”saidtheunknown，shakingmefrommytoror。
Icouldrelyonlybythesewords：
“Inity，letusdescend！Thecloudsaregatheringaroundusineverydirection，andfrightfuldetonationsreverberatingfromthecavityoftheaerostataremultilyingaroundus。”
“Youmakemeimatient！”saidhe。“Youshallnolongerknowwhetherweareascendingordescending。”
Andthebarometerwentafterthecomass，alongwithsomebagsofsand。Wemusthavebeenataheightoffourthousandmetres。Someicicleswereattachedtothesidesofthecar，andasortoffnesnowenetratedtomybones。Meanwhileaterrifcstormwasburstingbeneathourfeet。Wewereaboveit。
“Donotfear，”saidmystrangecomanion；“itisonlyimrudencethatmakesvictims。Olivari，whoerishedatOrleans，ascendedinamontgolfiermadeofaer；hiscar，susendedbelowthechafng-dish，andballastedwithcombustiblematerials，becameareytothefames！Olivarifell，andwaskilled。MosmentascendedatLille，onalightlatform；anoscillationmadehimlosehisequilibrium。Mosmentfell，andwaskilled。Bittorf，atManheim，sawhisaerballoontakefreintheair！Bittorffell，andwaskilled。Harrisascendedinaballoonbadlyconstructed，thevalveofwhichwastoolargetobeclosedagain。Harrisfell，andwaskilled。Sadler，derivedofballastbyhislongstayintheair，wasdraggedoverthecityofBoston，andthrownagainstthechimneys。Sadlerfell，andwaskilled。Cockingdescendedwithaconvexarachutewhichheretendedtohaveerfected。Cockingfell，andwaskilled。Well，Ilovethem，thosenoblevictimsoftheircourage!andIwilldielikethem！Higher！Higher！”
Allthehantomsofthisnecrologywereassingbeforemyeyes！Therarefactionoftheairandtheraysoftilesunincreasedthedilatationofthegas；theballooncontinuedtoascend！Imechanicallyattemtedtooenthevalve；buttheunknowncutthecordafewfeetabovemyhead。Iwaslost！
“DidyouseeMadameBlanchardfall?”saidhetome。“Isawher，yes，IwasatTivolionthe6thofJuly，1819。MadameBlanchardascendedinaballoonofsmallsize，tosavetheexenseofflling；shewasthereforeobligedtoinfateitentirely，andthegasescaedbythelowerorifice，leavingonitsrouteatrainofhydrogen。Shecarried，susendedabovehercar，byanironwire，akindoffrework，forminganaureola，whichshewastokindle。Shehadoftenreeatedthisexeriment。Onthisoccasionshecarried，besides，alittlearachute，ballastedbyafreworkterminatinginaballwithsilverrain。Sitewastolaunchthisaaratus，afterhavinglighteditwithasmokebomb，rearedfortheurose。Sheascended。Thenightwasdark。Atthemomentoflightingthefirework，shewassoimrudentastoletthelanceassbeneaththecolumnofhydrogen，whichwasescaingfromtheballoon。Myeyeswerefxedonher。Suddenlyanunexectedfashilluminatedthedarkness。Ithoughtitasurriseoftheskilfulaeronaut。Theflameincreased，suddenlydisaeared，andre-aearedatthetooftheaerostatundertheformofanimmensejetofburninggas。ThissinisterlightrojectedovertheBoulevard，andoverthequarterMontmartre。ThenIsawtheunfortunatewomanrise，twiceattemttocomresstheorificeoftheballoon，toextinguishthefire，thenseatherselfinthecarandseektodirectitsdescent；forshedidnotfall。Thecombustionofthegaslastedseveralminutes。Theballoon，diminishingbydegrees，continuedtodescend，butthiswasnotafall！Thewindblewfromthenortheast，anddroveheroverParis。Therewere，atthattime，intheneighbourhoodofthehouseNo。16RuedeProvence，immensegardens。Theaeronautmighthavefallentherewithoutdanger。Butunhailytheballoonandthecaralightedontheroofofthehouse。Theshockwasslight。‘Hel！’criedtheunfortunatewoman。Iarrivedinthestreetatthatmoment。Thecarslidalongtheroof，andencounteredanironhook。Atthisshock，MadameBlanchardwasthrownoutofthecar，andreciitatedontheavement！Shewaskilled！”
Thesehistoriesoffatalauguryfrozemewithhorror。Theunknownwasstandinguright，withbarehead，bristlinghair，haggardeyes。
Illusionwasnolongerossible。Isawatlastthehorribletruth。Ihadtodealwithamadman！
Hethrewouthalftheballast，andwemusthavebeenbornetoaheightof7000metres！Bloodsoutedfrommynoseandmouth。
“Whatafinethingitistobemartyrstoscience！Theyarecanonizedbyosterity！”
Iheardnomore。Theunknownlookedaroundhimwithhorror，andkneltatmyear。Onthe7thofOctober，1804，theweatherhadbegantoclearualittle；forseveraldaysreceding，thewindandrainhadbeenincessant。ButtheascensionannouncedbyZambecarricouldnotbeostoned！Hisidiotenemiesalreadyscoffedathim。Tosavehimselfandsciencefromublicridicule，itbecamenecessaryforhimtoascend。ItwasatBologna！Nooneaidedhiminfllinghisballoon；heroseatmidnight，accomaniedbyAndreoliandGrossetti。Theballoonascendedslowly；ithadbeenrentbythewind，andthegasescaed。Thethreeintreidvoyagerscouldobservethestateofthebarometeronlybytheaidofadarklantern。Zambecarrihadnoteatenduringtwenty-fourhours；Grossettiwasalsofasting。
‘Myfriends，’saidZambecarri，‘Iambenumbedwiththecold；Iamexhausted；Imustdie；’andhefellsenselessinthegallery。
ItwasthesamewithGrossetti，Andreolialoneremainedawake。AfterlongeffortshesucceededinarousingZambecarrifromhisstuor。
‘Whatistherenew?Wherearewegoing?Inwhichdirectionisthewind?Whattimeisit?’
‘Itistwoo’clock！
‘Whereisthecomass?’
‘Ithasfallenout。’
‘GreatGod!thelamisextinguished！’
‘Itcouldnotburnlongerinthisrarefedair！’saidZambecarri。
Themoonhadnotrisen；theatmosherewaslungedinhorribledarkness。
‘Iamcold，Iamcold，Andreoli！Whatshallwedo?’Theunfortunatemenslowlydescendedthroughalayerofwhiteclouds。
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