This place is a kind of House within a House. Those who enter from
the South Porch see before them, more than half-way up the immense
building, steps, upon which stands a high screen of wood-work. This
screen, which is very ancient, protects the Inner House from entrance
or observation. It runs round the whole enclosure, and is most
profusely adorned with carved-work representing all kinds of things.
For my own part, I have never examined into the work, and I hardly
know what it is that is here figured. What does it advance science to
carve bunches of grapes (which everybody understands not to be grapes)
in wood? All these things in the House of Life--the carved wood,
the carved stone, the carved marble, the lofty pillars, the painted
windows--irritate and offend me. Yet the Arch Physician, who loved to
sit alone in the Inner House, would contemplate these works of Art with
a kind of rapture. Nay, he would wellnigh weep at thinking that now
there are no longer any who can work in that useless fashion.
As for what is within the Inner House, I must needs speak with caution.
Suffice it, therefore, to say that round the sides of the screen are
ancient carved seats under carved canopies, which are the seats of the
Fellows; and that on a raised stone platform, approached by several
steps, is placed the Coffer which contains the Secret of the Great
Discovery. The Arch Physician alone had the key of the Coffer; he and
his Suffragan alone possessed the Secret; the Fellows were only called
into the Inner House when a Council was held on some new Discovery or
some new adaptation of Science to the wants of Mankind.
Now, after overhearing the intended treason of the Arch Physician,
and witnessing his degradation and fall, I made haste to act; for
I plainly perceived that if the miraculous Prolongation of the
Vital Force should be allowed to pass out of our own hands, and to
become public property, an end would at once be put to the Order and
Discipline now so firmly established; the Authority of the College
would be trampled under foot; everybody would begin to live as they
pleased; the old social conditions might be revived; and the old
social inequalities would certainly begin again, because the strong
would trample on the weak. This was, perhaps, what Dr. Linister
designed. I remembered, now, how long it was before he could forget
the old distinctions; nay, how impossible it was for him ever to bring
himself to regard me, though his Suffragan--whom he had formerly made
his serving-man--as his equal. Thinking of that time, and of those
distinctions, strengthened my purpose. What I did and how I prevented
the treachery will approve itself to all who have the best interests of
mankind at heart.
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