The Devolutionist and the EmancipatrixFlint, Homer Eon
Science
The Devolutionist and the Emancipatrix
Flint, Homer Eon
Life on other planets -- Fiction; Science fiction
He was saying, "Of course, my boy, I can't compel you to stay at
home." The doctor delighted in the vigorous, frank manner and
powerful voice of the man; they belonged perfectly with his black
hair and bristling beard, his flashing eyes and aggressive nose.
"I'd rather you stayed out of this; at the same time, I'd be a proud
man if you didn't!"
The student calmly finished his dressing. "What time did you tell
the men to come?" was all he said; and the father chuckled, then
sighed.
The two took flight in a small two-seater. It was night, and the
doctor took note of the planet's system of signal lights. Within
five minutes, however, the flight ended with a landing in some sort
of a deep depression; the doctor called it a ravine.
Climbing from the machine, the two apostles stepped a few paces in
total darkness; then the elder man produced a small electric torch,
which he wig-wagged above his head. There was a series of answering
flashes at a distance; and next moment a door, let into the side of
the ravine, opened right in front of the pair.
They stepped in and closed the door after them, then turned their
light down a long corridor. Reaching the end of this the doctor
noted a loophole in the wall, from which projected something
suspiciously, like the muzzle of a machine gun. He had no difficulty
in imagining the consequences should some one open that hidden door
without first giving the signal.
Much as one might enter a lodge-room, the two radicals showed their
faces at a port-hole in a door, after which they passed guards with
masklike helmets. In a few seconds they found themselves in a
brilliantly lighted hall, very large and commodious except for the
heavy pillars which supported its low ceiling. It was half filled
with men.
The elder Ernol had no use for formality. After brief greetings to
some kind of a committee, he took his place on a platform; while his
son unconsciously gratified the doctor by looking over the crowd.
Presumably they were all workers; and in one way they were all
alike; the habitual contentment in their faces had been momentarily
replaced by excitement. However, they were quiet and well behaved
enough.
"Comrades," began the radical without delay, "I appreciate your
coming here at all, under the circumstances. The commission plainly
warned me that any further teaching would be disastrous. I am not
sure, but I imagine they would arrest both myself and those found
with me. If there is any one who feels that he would rather not take
the risk, now is the time for him to go."
There was a moment's pause; then, in the back of the hall, two men
who had been sitting together got up and hurriedly went out. Ernol
waited, but there was no further exodus.
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