Husband and wife -- Fiction; Man-woman relationships -- Fiction
"Well, it's a tiny affair no larger than a pea, and will so magnify
sound in connection with an electric current and a telephone receiver,
such as I have here, that the footsteps of a fly on a sheet of paper
sound about like the tramping of an army. It's so powerful," he
continued, "that if I were to place it in the end of a tube and point
the tube, say, toward that island out there, any noise going on---a
wagon rattling along the road or a child naming--I should be able to
hear on this side, provided I had arranged the microphone so as to shut
out all intervening noises. For instance, this microphone here is
sensitive to no sound but that of the bell and the vibrations that I
hope may be reflected back from the sea bottom. But we'll soon know
whether it will work," he cried. "Row about twenty rods farther and
then I'll tell you not only the depth of the water at that point, but
the character of the bottom and whether it will be safe for our big
liner to advance."
He was trembling all over and Rachel reflected his interest. She sent
the boat forward a few strokes, then rested on the dripping oars.
Nature, it seemed, was in her most approachable mood and at a hint of
coaxing would reveal her secrets; yet the girl was conscious of
something in the phenomena of the sea implacable and resistant to the
efforts of man. Concealed promontories, hidden shoals, submerged
headlands, treacherous peaks, drowned under the ceaseless rushing of
waters--would the Voice come back bearing tale of all this?--or, if
mud, weeds, fish, incrustations of shell--would the Voice proclaim
safety, and the inventor know the very thickness of that rolling,
beauteous mantle of mystery?
Nothing of the poetic significance of the test was lost on the girl,
and she felt the hand of pity at her throat when she witnessed Emil's
disappointment manifest all over him like a blight. Then she gloried
when she saw him repeat the test.
Come what might, it was clear he had faith in himself.
Tenaciously he passed from one test to another. He contorted himself,
stooping in the bottom of the boat, his eyes bright with the steady
flame of his determination. He took off his coat and, flinging back
his hair, listened with the receiver at one ear while he covered the
other with his free hand. At last he was able to hear: first, the
muffled stroke of the bell, then the extremely feeble sound vibrations
reflected from the sea bottom through the microphone-telephone; and by
the period of time which elapsed between the bell stroke and the return
impulse, he was able, after innumerable experiments, to estimate
closely the distance which the sound travelled before being sent back.
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