Mr. Hawkins' Humorous Adventures Part 34
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"If it should," the inventor admitted, "we'd either go up to Heaven on it, or we'd stay here and drop!"
"Help!" I screamed.
"Look out! Look out! Hug the wall!" Hawkins shrieked.
A mighty spasm shook the Hydro-Vapor Lift. I fell flat and rolled instinctively to one side. Then, ere my bewildered senses could grasp what was occurring, my ears were split by a terrific roar.
The roof of the car disappeared as if by magic, and through the opening shot that huge, round plate of iron, seemingly wafted upon a cloud of dense white vapor. Then the steam obscured all else, and I felt that we were falling.
Yes, for an instant the car seemed to shudder uncertainly--then she dropped!
I can hardly say more of our descent from the fatal thirteenth story. In one second--not more, I am certain--twelve spots of light, representing twelve floors, whizzed past us.
I recall a very definite impression that the Blank Building was making an outrageous trip straight upward from New York; and I wondered how the occupants were going to return and whether they would sue the building people for detention from business.
But just as I was debating this interesting point, earthly concerns seemed to cease.
In the cellar of the Blank Building annex a pile of excelsior and bagging and other refuse packing materials protruded into the shaft where once had been the Hawkins Hydro-Vapor Lift. That fact, I suppose, saved us from eternal smash.
At any rate, I realized after a time that my life had been spared, and sat up on the cement flooring of the cellar.
Hawkins was standing by a steel pillar, smiling blankly. Steam, by the cubic mile, I think, was pouring from the flooring of the Hydro-Vapor Lift and whirling up the shaft.
I struggled to my feet and tried to walk--and succeeded, very much to my own astonishment. Shaken and bruised and half dead from the shock I certainly was, but I could still travel.
I picked up my coat and turned to Hawkins.
"I--I think I'll go home," he said weakly. "I'm not well, Griggs."
We ascended a winding stair and pa.s.sed through a door at the top, and instead of reaching the annex we stepped into the lower hall of the Blank Building itself.
The place was full of steam. People were tearing around and yelling "Fire!" at the top of their lungs. Women were screaming. Clerks were racing back and forth with big books.
Older men appeared here and there, hurriedly making their exit with cash boxes and bundles of doc.u.ments. There was an exodus to jig-time going on in the Blank Building.
Above it all, a certain man, his face convulsed with anger, shouted at the crowd that there was no danger--no fire. Hawkins shrank as his eyes fell upon this personage.
"Lord! That's one of the owners!" he said. "I'm going!"
We, too, made for the door, and had almost attained it when a heavy hand fell upon the shoulder of Hawkins.
"You're the man I'm looking for!" said the hard, angry tones of the proprietor. "You come back with me! D'ye know what you've done? Hey?
D'ye know that you've ruined that elevator shaft? D'ye know that a thousand-pound casting dropped on our roof and smashed it and wrecked two offices? Oh, you won't slip out like that." He tightened his grip on Hawkins' shoulder. "You've got a little settling to do with me, Mr.
Hawkins. And I want that man who was with you, too, for----"
That meant me! A sudden swirl of steam enveloped my person. When it had lifted, I was invisible.
For my only course had seemed to fold my tents like the Arabs and as silently steal away; only I am certain that no Arab ever did it with greater expedition and less ostentation than I used on that particular occasion.
CHAPTER XII.
I had intended it for a peaceful, solitary walk up-town after business on that beautiful Sat.u.r.day afternoon; and had in fact accomplished the better part of it. I was inhaling huge quant.i.ties of the balmy air and reveling in the exhilaration of the exercise.
But pa.s.sing the picture store, I experienced a queer sensation--perhaps "that feeling of impending evil" we read about in the patent medicine advertis.e.m.e.nts.
It may have been because I recalled that in that very shop Hawkins had demonstrated the virtues of his infallible Lightning Canvas-Stretcher, and thereby ruined somebody's priceless and unpurchasable Corot.
At any rate my eyes were drawn to the place as I pa.s.sed; and like a cuckoo-bird emerging from the clock, out popped Hawkins.
"Ah, Griggs," he exclaimed. "Out for a walk?"
"What were you doing in there?"
"Going to walk home?"
"Settling for that painting, eh?"
"Because if you are, I'll go with you," pursued Hawkins, falling into step beside me and ignoring my remarks.
I told Hawkins that I should be tickled to death to have his company, which was a lie and intended for biting sarcasm; but Hawkins took it in good faith and was pleased.
"I tell you, Griggs," he informed me, "there's nothing like this early summer air to fill a man's lungs."
"Unless it's cash to fill his pockets."
"Eh? Cash?" said the inventor. "That reminds me. I must spend some this afternoon."
"Indeed! Going to settle another damage suit?"
"I intend to order coal," replied Hawkins frigidly.
He seemed disinclined to address me further; and I had no particular yearning to hear his voice. We walked on in silence until within a few blocks of home.
Then Hawkins paused at one of the cross-streets.
"The coal-yard is down this way, Griggs," he said. "Come along. It won't take more than five or ten minutes."
Now, the idea of walking down to the coal-yard certainly seemed commonplace and harmless. To me it suggested nothing more sinister than a super-heated Irish lady perspiring over Hawkins' range in the dog days.
At least, it suggested nothing more at the time, and I turned the corner with Hawkins and walked on, unsuspecting.
Except that it belonged to a particularly large concern, the coal-yard which Hawkins honored by his patronage was much like other coal-yards.
The high walls of the storage bins rose from the sidewalk, and there was the conventional arch for the wagons, and the little, dingy office beside it.
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