"It would be just too awful to think about.

Why you might keep the world in terror with it; but I know you wouldn't do that, because, for one thing, I wouldn't let you." "Gently, gently, Ma'm'selle; permit me most humbly to remind you that you are still my prisoner, and that I am still Commander of the _Astronef_." "Oh, very well then," said Zaidie, interrupting him with a pretty little gesture of impatience, "and now suppose you let me see what the _Astronef's_ commander can do with her." "Certainly," replied Redgrave, "and with the greatest pleasure--but, by the way, that reminds me you haven't paid your footing yet." When due payment had been given and taken, or perhaps it would be more correct to say taken and given, Redgrave put his finger on one of the buttons.
Immediately Zaidie heard the swish of the air past the smooth wall of the conning-tower grow fainter and fainter.

Then there came a little check which nearly upset her balance, and presently the clouds beneath them began to take shape and great white continents of them with grey oceans in between went sweeping silently and swiftly away behind them.
Redgrave turned the wheel in front of the 100-degree disc a little to the left.

The next instant the clouds rose up.

For a moment Zaidie could see nothing but white mist on all sides.