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Chapter 11—At Dinner with Dr. Sarrasin
Chapter 11—At Dinner with Dr. Sarrasin On the 13th of September, although it wanted but a few hours to the time fixed on by Professor Schultz for the destruction of Frankville, neither the governor nor a single person among the inhabitants dreamed of the danger which threatened them. Seven o’clock in the evening arrived. Half buried in thick masses of oleander and tamarinds, the beautiful city lay at the foot of the Cascade Mountains, its marble quays gently caressed by the waves of the Pacific. The carefully watered roads, freshened by the breeze, presented a cheerful and animated spectacle. The trees which shaded them rustled softly. The velvet lawns were fresh and green. Not in the center of the town, but on the shores of the Pacific, had Dr. Sarrasin built his house. It had been am
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