dead surface of the moon, in the knowledge
that, the Fates notwithstanding, she was
still alive--still alive, to see the great
rocket go!
And as for its completion--as to the
little gold mine necessary to gorge it for
its record flight--why! the third rich
nut of which she had spoken a little while
ago in her father's laboratory, had not
yet been cracked: the third mysterious
drawer containing the third and last installment
of a dead man's very strange
will had not yet been opened.