Then, after a final examination of the various electrical connexions, he started the engine and the dynamo began to hum again.
I drew over a switch at the side of the box, when a loud crackling was heard within—a quenched-spark of enormous power. Afterwards, I quickly seized my binoculars and going out through the open door, taking great care not to pass before the lens,—where in the place of glass was a disc of steel—something like that of a big camera, forming the end of the box, I focussed my glasses eagerly upon the flagstaff.
'Hurrah! Teddy!' I cried in glee. 'It works—Gad! come and look! At last! We have it at last!'
Next moment, my friend was eagerly at my side, while at the same instant we heard a light footstep and Roseye, in her big motor-coat, stood unexpectedly before us.
'It works! Roseye! It works, darling! Mind! Don't pass in front of the box. Do be careful!' I cried in warning, while at the same time Teddy Ashton, with the binoculars at his eyes, gasped:
'By Jove, Claude! It's wonderful. Yes! You're right! We have success at last!'
