I want to learn more of this machine." "I meant--" said the aeronaut.
"I want to learn more of this machine," repeated Graham.
"I'm coming to you," he said, and had flung himself free of his chair and taken a step along the guarded rail between them.

He stopped for a moment, and his colour changed and his hands tightened.

Another step and he was clinging close to the aeronaut.

He felt a weight on his shoulder, the pressure of the air.

His hat was a whirling speck behind.