Or tolerance may be established and life accommodate itself to a new condition.The mere fact that with a comparatively small hyperoxygenation of our blood we can hold out against it is surely a proof in itself that no very great change would be needed to enable animal life to endure it."The smoking house beyond the trees had burst into flames.We could see the high tongues of fire shooting up into the air.
"It's pretty awful," muttered Lord John, more impressed than Ihad ever seen him.
"Well, after all, what does it matter?" I remarked."The world is dead.Cremation is surely the best burial.""It would shorten us up if this house went ablaze.""I foresaw the danger," said Challenger, "and asked my wife to guard against it.""Everything is quite safe, dear.But my head begins to throb again.What a dreadful atmosphere!""We must change it," said Challenger.He bent over his cylinder of oxygen.
"It's nearly empty," said he."It has lasted us some three and a half hours.It is now close on eight o'cloek.We shall get through the night comfortably.I should expect the end about nine o'clock to-morrow morning.We shall see one sunrise, which shall be all our own."He turned on his second tube and opened for half a minute the fanlight over the door.Then as the air became perceptibly better, but our own symptoms more acute, he closed it once again.
"By the way," said he, "man does not live upon oxygen alone.
It's dinner time and over.I assure you, gentlemen, that when Iinvited you to my home and to what I had hoped would be an interesting reunion, I had intended that my kitchen should justify itself.However, we must do what we can.I am sure that you will agree with me that it would be folly to consume our air too rapidly by lighting an oil-stove.I have some small provision of cold meats, bread, and pickles which, with a couple of bottles of claret, may serve our turn.Thank you, my dear--now as ever you are the queen of managers."It was indeed wonderful how, with the self-respect and sense of propriety of the British housekeeper, the lady had within a few minutes adorned the central table with a snow-white cloth, laid the napkins upon it, and set forth the simple meal with all the elegance of civilization, including an electric torch lamp in the centre.Wonderful also was it to find that our appetites were ravenous.
"It is the measure of our emotion," said Challenger with that air of condescension with which he brought his scientific mind to the explanation of humble facts."We have gone through a great crisis.That means molecular disturbance.That in turn means the need for repair.Great sorrow or great joy should bring intense hunger--not abstinence from food, as our novelists will have it.""That's why the country folk have great feasts at funerals," Ihazarded.
"Exactly.Our young friend has hit upon an excellent illustration.Let me give you another slice of tongue.""The same with savages," said Lord John, cutting away at the beef."I've seen them buryin' a chief up the Aruwimi River, and they ate a hippo that must have weighed as much as a tribe.
