Suffice it, too,
problem of Winch remained unsolved
Nor
necessary to describe how far that series got to its fulfilment
There were astonishing changes
The small hours found Mr Maydig and Mr Fotheringay careering across the chilly market square under the still moon, in
sort of ecstasy of thaumaturgy, Mr Maydig all flap and gesture, Mr Fotheringay short and bristling, and no longer abashed at his greatness
They had reformed every drunkard
Parliamentary division, changed all the beer and alcohol to water ( Mr Maydig had overruled Mr Fotheringay
point); they had, further, greatly improved the railway communication
place, drained Flinder's swamp, improved the soil of One Tree Hill, and cured the vicar's wart
were going
what
injured pier at South Bridge
"The place," gasped Mr Maydig, "won't be the same place to-morrow
How surprised and thankful everyone
! " And just
moment the church clock struck three

"
," said Mr Fotheringay, "that's three o'clock !
getting back
I've got
at business by eight
And besides, Mrs Wimms----"
"We're only beginning," said Mr Maydig, full
sweetness of unlimited power
"We're only beginning
Think of all the good we're doing
When people wake----"
"But----," said Mr Fotheringay

Mr Maydig gripped his arm suddenly
His eyes were bright and wild
"My dear chap,"
, "there's no hurry
Look"--he pointed
moon
zenith--"Joshua ! "
"Joshua ? " said Mr Fotheringay

"Joshua," said Mr Maydig
"
? Stop it
"
Mr Fotheringay looked
moon

"That's
bit tall,"
, after
pause

"
? " said Mr Maydig
"
it doesn't stop
You stop the rotation
earth,
Time stops
It isn't
we were doing harm
"
"H'm ! " said Mr Fotheringay
"Well," he sighed, "I'll try
Here ! "
He buttoned up his jacket and addressed himself
habitable globe, with as good an assumption of confidence as lay
power
"Jest stop rotating,
? " said Mr Fotheringay

Incontinently
flying head over heels
air
rate of dozens of miles
minute
innumerable circles
describing per second, he thought; for thought is wonderful--sometimes as sluggish as flowing pitch, sometimes as instantaneous as light
He thought in
second, and willed
"Let me come down safe and sound
Whatever else happens, let me down safe and sound
"
He willed it only just
,
clothes, heated by his rapid flight
air, were already beginning to singe
down with
forcible, but by no means injurious, bump in what appeared
mound of fresh-turned earth

large mass of metal and masonry, extraordinarily like the clock-tower
middle
market square, hit the earth near him, ricochetted over him, and flew into stonework, bricks, and cement, like
bursting bomb

hurtling cow hit
larger blocks and smashed like an egg
crash that made all the most violent crashes
past life seem like the sound of falling dust, and
followed by
descending series of lesser crashes

vast wind roared throughout earth and heaven,
scarcely lift his head to look
For
while
too breathless and astonished even
where
or what had happened
first movement was
his head and reassure himself that his streaming hair was still his own

"Lord ! " gasped Mr Fotheringay, scarce able
gale, "I've had
squeak ! What's gone wrong ? Storms and thunder
And only
minute ago
fine night
It's Maydig set me on
sort of thing
What
wind ! If I go on fooling
I'm bound
thundering accident !
.

"Where's Maydig ?
"What
confounded mess everything's in ! "
He looked about him
as his flapping jacket would permit
The appearance of things was really extremely strange
"The sky's all right anyhow," said Mr Fotheringay
"
's about all
all right
And even there it looks like
terrific gale coming up
But there's the moon overhead
Just as
just now
Bright as midday
But as
rest----Where's the village ? Where's--where's anything ? And what on earth set this wind a-blowing ? I didn't order no wind
"
Mr Fotheringay struggled
feet in vain, and after one failure, remained on all fours, holding on
He surveyed the moonlit world to leeward,
tails
jacket streaming over his head
"There's something seriously wrong," said Mr Fotheringay
"And what
-- goodness knows
"
Far and wide nothing was visible
white glare
haze of dust that drove before
screaming gale but tumbled masses of earth and heaps of inchoate ruins, no trees, no houses, no familiar shapes, only
wilderness of disorder, vanishing at last
darkness beneath the whirling columns and streamers, the lightnings and thunderings of
swiftly rising storm
Near him
livid glare was something that might once
an elm-tree,
smashed mass of splinters, shivered from boughs to base, and further
twisted mass of iron girders--only too evidently the viaduct--rose
piled confusion

, when Mr Fotheringay had arrested the rotation
solid globe, he had made no stipulation concerning the trifling movables upon its surface
earth spins so fast
surface at its equator is travelling at rather more than
thousand miles an hour, and
latitudes at more than half that pace
So
village, and Mr Maydig, and Mr Fotheringay, and everybody and everything
jerked violently forward at about nine miles per second--
, much more violently than
fired out of
cannon
And every human being, every living creature, every house, and every tree--all the world as
it--
so jerked and smashed and utterly destroyed
That was all

These things Mr Fotheringay
,
, fully appreciate
But he perceived that his miracle had miscarried, and
great disgust of miracles came upon him
in darkness now,
clouds had swept together and blotted out his momentary glimpse
moon,
air was full of fitful struggling tortured wraiths of hail

great roaring of wind and waters filled earth and sky, and peering under his hand
dust and sleet to windward,
play
lightnings
vast wall of water pouring towards him

"Maydig ! " screamed Mr Fotheringay's feeble voice amid the elemental uproar
"Here ! --Maydig !
"Stop ! " cried Mr Fotheringay
advancing water
"Oh, for goodness' sake, stop !
"Just
moment," said Mr Fotheringay
lightnings and thunder
"Stop jest
moment while I collect my thoughts
.
And now what shall
? "
"What shall
? Lord !
Maydig was about
"
"
," said Mr Fotheringay
"And for goodness' sake let's have it right
"
He remained on all fours, leaning against the wind, very intent
everything right

"Ah ! "
"Let nothing what I'm going to order happen until
'Off ! '
.
Lord !
I'd thought
before ! "
He lifted his little voice against the whirlwind, shouting louder and louder
vain desire to hear himself speak
"Now then ! --here goes ! Mind
what
just now
first place, when all I've got
is done, let me lose my miraculous power, let my will become just like anybody else's will, and all these dangerous miracles be stopped
I don't like them
I'd rather I didn't work 'em
Ever
That's the first thing
second is--let me be back just
miracles begin; let everything be just as
blessed lamp turned up
It's
big job, but it's the last
got it ? No more miracles, everything as
--me back
Long Dragon just before I drank my half-pint
That's it ! Yes
"
He dug his fingers
mould, closed his eyes, and said "Off ! "
Everything became perfectly still
He perceived that
standing erect

"So you say," said
voice

He opened his eyes
bar
Long Dragon, arguing about miracles with Toddy Beamish
He had
vague sense of some great thing forgotten that instantaneously passed
that, except
loss
miraculous powers, everything was back as it
, his mind and memory therefore were now just
story began
absolutely nothing of all
told here-- knows nothing of all
told here
day
And among other things,
, he still
believe in miracles

"I tell you that miracles, properly speaking, can't possibly happen,"
, "whatever you like to hold
And I'm prepared
it
hilt
"
"That's what
," said Toddy Beamish, and "Prove it
"
"Looky here, Mr Beamish," said Mr Fotheringay
"
clearly understand what
miracle is
It's something contrariwise
course of nature done by power of Will
.
"