"All this remembered just because a girl laughed! Suffragan, Science
cannot explain all."
I shall never pretend to deny that Dr. Linister's powers as a
physicist were of the first order, nor that his Discoveries warranted
his election to the Headship of the College. Yet, something was
due, perhaps, to his tall and commanding figure, and to the look of
authority which reigned naturally on his face, and to the way in
which he always stepped into the first rank. He was always the Chief,
long before the College of Physicians assumed the whole authority, in
everything that he joined. He opposed the extinction of property, and
would have had everybody win what he could, and keep it as long as he
would; he opposed the Massacre of the Old; he was opposed, in short, to
the majority of the College. Yet he was our Chief. His voice was clear,
and what he said always produced its effect, though it did not upset my
solid majority, or thwart the Grand Advance of the Triumph of Science.
As for me, my position has been won by sheer work and merit. My figure
is not commanding; I am short-sighted and dark-visaged; my voice is
rough; and as for manners, I have nothing to do with them. But in
Science there is but one second to Linister--and that is Grout.
When the supper came to an end, we rose and marched back to the
College in the same state and order with which we had arrived. As
for the people, some of them went out into the Garden; some remained
in the Hall. It was then nine o'clock, and twilight. Some went
straight to their own rooms, where they would smoke tobacco--an old
habit allowed by the College on account of its soothing and sedative
influence--before going to bed. By ten o'clock everybody would be in
bed and asleep. What more beautiful proof of the advance of Science
than the fact that the whole of the twenty-four thousand people who
formed the population of Canterbury dropped off to sleep the moment
they laid their heads upon the pillow? This it is to have learned
the proper quantities and kinds of food; the proper amount of bodily
exercise and work; and the complete subjugation of all the ancient
forces of unrest and disquiet. To be sure, we were all, with one or
two exceptions, in the very prime and flower of early manhood and
womanhood. It would be hard, indeed, if a young man of thirty should
not sleep well.
I was presently joined in the garden of the College by the Arch
Physician.
"Grout," he said, "let us sit and talk. My mind is disturbed. It is
always disturbed when the memory of the Past is forced upon me."
"The Evil Past," I said.
"If you please--the Evil Past. The question is, whether it was not
infinitely more tolerable for mankind than the Evil Present?"
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