At this moment there happened to be a movement of many feet in the
nave, and it seemed as if the thing was actually upon us. I sat down,
pale and trembling. The others did the same. It was several minutes
before confidence was so far restored that we could speak coherently.
"We have lived so long," I said, "and we have known so long the
pleasure of Scientific Research, that the mere thought of Death fills
us with apprehensions that the common people cannot guess. Our superior
nature makes us doubly sensitive. Perhaps--let us hope--they may not
kill us--perhaps they may make demands upon us to which we can yield.
They will certainly turn us out of the College and House of Life and
install themselves, unless we find a way to turn the tables. But we may
buy our lives: we may even become their assistants. Our knowledge may
be placed at their disposal--"
"Yes, yes," they all agreed. "Life before everything. We will yield to
any conditions."
"The Great Secret has gone out of our keeping," I went on. "Dr.
Linister has probably communicated it to all alike. There goes the
whole Authority, the whole Mystery, of the College."
"We are ruined!" echoed the Fellows in dismay.
"Half a dozen of our Fellows have gone over, too. There is not now a
Secret, or a Scientific Discovery, or a Process, concerning Life, Food,
Health, or Disease, that they do not know as well as ourselves. And
they have all the Power. What will they do with it? What can we do to
get it out of their hands?"
Then began a Babel of suggestions and ideas. Unfortunately every plan
proposed involved the necessity of some one risking or losing his
life. In the old times, when there were always men risking and losing
their lives for some cause or other, I suppose there would have been
no difficulty at all. I had been accustomed to laugh at this foolish
sacrifice of one's self--since there is but one life--for pay, or for
the good of others. Now, however, I confess that we should have found
it most convenient if we could have persuaded some to risk--very likely
they would not actually have lost--their lives for the sake of the Holy
College. For instance, the first plan that occurred to us was this. We
numbered, even after the late defections, two hundred strong in the
College. This so-called "Army" of the Rebels could not be more than
seventy, counting the deserters from the College. Why should we not
break open the doors and sally forth, a hundred--two hundred--strong,
armed with weapons from the laboratory, provided with bottles of nitric
and sulphuric acid, and fall upon the Rebel army suddenly while they
were unprepared for us?
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