PRINCE IVAN LERMONTOFF came to consider the explosion one of the
luckiest things that had ever occurred in his workshop. Its happening
so soon after he reached St. Petersburg he looked upon as particularly
fortunate, because this gave him time to follow the new trend of
thought along which his mind had been deflected by such knowledge as the
unexpected outcome of his experiment had disclosed to him. The material
he had used as a catalytic agent was a new substance which he had read
of in a scientific review, and he had purchased a small quantity of it
in London. If such a minute portion produced results so tremendous,
he began to see that a man with an apparently innocent material in his
waistcoat pocket might probably be able to destroy a naval harbor,
so long as water and stone were in conjunction. There was also a
possibility that a small quantity of ozak, as the stuff was called,
mixed with pure water, would form a reducing agent for limestone, and
perhaps for other minerals, which would work much quicker than if the
liquid was merely impregnated with carbonic acid gas. He endeavored to
purchase some ozak from Mr. Kruger, the chemist on the English quay, but
that good man had never heard of it, and a day’s search persuaded him
that it could not be got in St. Petersburg, so the Prince induced Kruger
to order half a pound of it from London or Paris, in which latter city
it had been discovered. For the arrival of this order the Prince waited
with such patience as he could call to his command, and visited poor Mr.
Kruger every day in the hope of receiving it.
One afternoon he was delighted to hear that the box had come, although
it had not yet been unpacked.
“I will send it to your house this evening,” said the chemist. “There
are a number of drugs in the box for your old friend Professor Potkin of
the University, and he is even more impatient for his consignment than
you are for yours. Ah, here he is,” and as he spoke the venerable Potkin
himself entered the shop.
He shook hands warmly with Lermontoff, who had always been a favorite
pupil of his, and learned with interest that he had lately been to
England and America.
“Cannot you dine with me this evening at half-past five?” asked the old
man. “There are three or four friends coming, to whom I shall be glad to
introduce you.”
“Truth to tell, Professor,” demurred the Prince, “I have a friend
staying with me, and I don’t just like to leave him alone.”
“Bring him with you, bring him with you,” said the Professor, “but in
any case be sure you come yourself. I shall be expecting you. Make your
excuses to your friend if he does not wish to endure what he might
think dry discussion, because we shall talk nothing but chemistry and
politics.”
The Prince promised to be there whether his friend came or no. The
chemist here interrupted them, and told the Professor he might expect
his materials within two hours.
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