Ralph 124C 41+: A Romance of the Year 2660Gernsback, Hugo
Science
Ralph 124C 41+: A Romance of the Year 2660
Gernsback, Hugo
Science fiction
"Pardon sir," replied Peter firmly, "I made bold to assume that you
might be interested in the young lady's arrival, and presumed to step
into the laboratory to so inform--"
But his master had gone, shedding his laboratory smock as he went.
Peter, gathering his dignity about him as a garment, reached the
doorway in time to see the elevator slide downwards out of sight.
And in it, Ralph, his heart thumping in a most undignified way, was
acting more like a schoolboy than a master of science. He twitched at
his tie with one hand and smoothed his hair with the other, peering
into the elevator's little mirror anxiously. Discovering a smudge on
his cheek he checked the car between floors while he wiped away the
spot with his handkerchief.
When he reached the reception room he sprang from the elevator eagerly
and hurried in. Seated by one of the windows were Alice 212B 423 and
her father. Both turned as he entered, and the girl rose to her feet
and with a charming gesture held out both hands.
"We just _had_ to come," she said prettily, and in perfect English.
"You didn't give us an opportunity to thank you yesterday, and anyhow,
we felt that telephot thanks were not nearly so nice. That is, father
thought we really ought to come in person--of course, I did, too. I
wanted to see you ever so much"--she broke off, and then, realizing
the implication of her words, went on hastily with reddened cheeks and
downcast eyes, "I mean, to--to thank you, you know."
"It was wonderful of you," he declared still holding her two hands, and
utterly unmindful of the fact that she was gently trying to disengage
them. Indeed, he was not conscious of anyone or anything but her, until
the voice of her father brought him to the realization that there was
someone else in the room.
"We need no introduction I think," said the gentleman, "but I am
James 212B 422 and I must ask you to pardon our intrusion upon a
busy scientist's time, but I felt that we should come personally to
thank you for the great service you have done us both. She is my one
daughter, sir, and I love her dearly--dearly--"
"I can quite understand that," said Ralph with an unconscious ardor
that caused Alice, who had completely recovered from her momentary
confusion, to dimple and blush delightfully.
"I'm afraid, father dear," she said, "that we are keeping a busy man
too long. Your man," she added, turning to Ralph, "said you were
engaged in a wonderful experiment, and could not be disturbed."
"Busy? Not at all," said Ralph gracelessly. "You should not have been
kept waiting one moment, and I am very indignant with Peter for not
breaking down the door. He should have known, when he saw you, that you
were not to wait."
"Oh, please, don't scold him because of me," said Alice, not, however,
at all displeased with the implied compliment.
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