Science fiction -- Periodicals; Science fiction, American -- Periodicals
"The experiments he indulged in," I continued, trying to hide the shiver
pimpling my flesh, "were to produce an actual state of absolute zero. It
is years since he told me this. I had almost forgotten it."
"And exactly what is an absolute zero?" The chief's eyes never left
mine.
"Well," I protested, "please understand that I also am a layman in these
matters. According to my friend, an absolute zero has been the dream of
scientists for ages. Once upon a time it was attained, but the secret
became lost."
"And exactly what is an absolute zero?"
Curse the man! I could have struck him down for the chilling level of
his tone. I forced myself to go on, realizing that I was damning myself
at every step.
"An absolute zero is a cold so intense it will destroy flesh, bone and
tissue. Remove them," my voice rose in spite of myself, "leaving
absolutely no trace."
* * * * *
No trace! Something attracted my eyes. The chief had opened his hand.
The diamond there flashed and sparkled as if mocking me. I pulled myself
together, and went on.
"It all comes back to me now. One day I came out here and found the
professor terribly distraught. He told me that, with the aid of electric
currents he had been able to invent the absolute zero, but he could not
invent a _container_."
"Why?" Those eyes continued to bore into mine.
"Because--remember it is years since he told me this--there was
difficulty in controlling the power. Besides destroying living things,
it would destroy bricks and mortar, stone and iron. Only one substance
it could not wipe out--crystalline of diamond hardness.
"I know, now!" I jumped to my feet and grabbed the chief's arm. "I know
now what he meant. Fool, fool! Why did I not think of it before? This--"
I swung towards the cage--"is compensation." Almost panting in my
eagerness I went on:
"My friend told me that the law of compensation would atone to him for
the tragedy of his youth. Absolute zero in suffering would be atoned for
by a real state of absolute zero. Chief!" I whirled on him. "Don't you
understand? This is the perfected dream of my friend. It is the absolute
zero."
"Humph! Plausible but not convincing." I slumped back at the officer's
words. "That does not explain the professor's disappearance. Even if it
did, what about Mr. Lathom? And don't forget this contrivance is worked
from outside. We found the diamond inside. Of course, he might have
placed it there himself to test the machine," he concluded.
"Of course, that's it," I commenced. But I regretted the words when I
saw suspicion flicker again in the chief's eyes. Lamely I finished, "And
he has probably rushed off, in an ecstasy of triumph, to acquaint
professional colleagues."
"Without unlocking any doors or taking a car, eh?
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