Flatland: A Romance of Many DimensionsAbbott, Edwin Abbott
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Flatland: A Romance of Many Dimensions
Abbott, Edwin Abbott
Fourth dimension
And yet at times my spirit was too strong for me, and I gave vent to
dangerous utterances. Already I was considered heterodox if not
treasonable, and I was keenly alive to the dangers of my position;
nevertheless I could not at times refrain from bursting out into
suspicious or half-seditious utterances, even among the highest Polygonal
and Circular society. When, for example, the question arose about the
treatment of those lunatics who said that they had received the power of
seeing the insides of things, I would quote the saying of an ancient
Circle, who declared that prophets and inspired people are always
considered by the majority to be mad; and I could not help occasionally
dropping such expressions as “the eye that discerns the interiors of
things,” and “the all-seeing land:” once or twice I even let fall the
forbidden terms “the Third and Fourth Dimensions.” At last, to complete a
series of minor indiscretions, at a meeting of our Local Speculative
Society held at the palace of the Prefect himself,—some extremely silly
person having read an elaborate paper exhibiting the precise reasons why
Providence has limited the number of Dimensions to Two, and why the
attribute of omnividence is assigned to the Supreme alone—I so far forgot
myself as to give an exact account of the whole of my voyage with the
Sphere into Space, and to the Assembly Hall in our Metropolis, and then
to Space again, and of my return home, and of everything that I had seen
and heard in fact or vision. At first, indeed, I pretended that I was
describing the imaginary experiences of a fictitious person; but my
enthusiasm soon forced me to throw off all disguise, and finally, in a
fervent peroration, I exhorted all my hearers to divest themselves of
prejudice and to become believers in the Third Dimension.
Need I say that I was at once arrested and taken before the Council?
Next morning, standing in the very place where but a very few months ago
the Sphere had stood in my company, I was allowed to begin and to
continue my narration unquestioned and uninterrupted. But from the first
I foresaw my fate; for the President, noting that a guard of the better
sort of Policemen was in attendance, of angularity little, if at all,
under 55°, ordered them to be relieved before I began my defence, by an
inferior class of 2° or 3°. I knew only too well what that meant. I was
to be executed or imprisoned, and my story was to be kept secret from the
world by the simultaneous destruction of the officials who had heard it;
and, this being the case, the President desired to substitute the cheaper
for the more expensive victims.
After I had concluded my defence, the President, perhaps perceiving that
some of the junior Circles had been moved by my evident earnestness,
asked me two questions:—
1. Whether I could indicate the direction which I meant when I used the
words “Upward, not Northward”?
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