Jules Verne,
The Master of the World — Chapter 17
(1904)
“ He made again that gesture which I had already observed; he raised one defiant arm toward the zenith. It seemed to me as if some irresistible force drew him toward those upper zones of the sky, that he belonged no more to the earth, that he was destined to live in space; a perpetual dweller in the clouds.Without answering me, without seeming to have understood me, Robur reentered the grotto.How long this sojourn or rather relaxation of the Terror in the Great Eyrie was to last, I did not know. ”
