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 danger of my position;
nevertheless I could not at times refrain from bursting out into
suspicious or half-seditious utterances, even among the highest
Polygonal or 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 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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