Challenger, Professor (Fictitious character) -- Fiction; Science fiction
"Events have been moving somewhat rapidly since then," said Challenger,
picking up his pile of telegrams. "I am in close touch both with the
authorities and with the press, so that news is converging upon me from
all parts. There is, in fact, a general and very insistent demand that I
should come to London; but I see no good end to be served. From the
accounts the poisonous effect begins with mental excitement; the rioting
in Paris this morning is said to have been very violent, and the Welsh
colliers are in a state of uproar. So far as the evidence to hand can be
trusted, this stimulative stage, which varies much in races and in
individuals, is succeeded by a certain exaltation and mental lucidity--I
seem to discern some signs of it in our young friend here--which, after
an appreciable interval, turns to coma, deepening rapidly into death. I
fancy, so far as my toxicology carries me, that there are some vegetable
nerve poisons----"
"Datura," suggested Summerlee.
"Excellent!" cried Challenger. "It would make for scientific precision
if we named our toxic agent. Let it be daturon. To you, my dear
Summerlee, belongs the honour--posthumous, alas, but none the less
unique--of having given a name to the universal destroyer, the Great
Gardener's disinfectant. The symptoms of daturon, then, may be taken to
be such as I indicate. That it will involve the whole world and that no
life can possibly remain behind seems to me to be certain, since ether is
a universal medium. Up to now it has been capricious in the places which
it has attacked, but the difference is only a matter of a few hours, and
it is like an advancing tide which covers one strip of sand and then
another, running hither and thither in irregular streams, until at last
it has submerged it all. There are laws at work in connection with the
action and distribution of daturon which would have been of deep interest
had the time at our disposal permitted us to study them. So far as I can
trace them"--here he glanced over his telegrams--"the less developed
races have been the first to respond to its influence. There are
deplorable accounts from Africa, and the Australian aborigines appear to
have been already exterminated. The Northern races have as yet shown
greater resisting power than the Southern. This, you see, is dated from
Marseilles at nine-forty-five this morning. I give it to you verbatim:--
"'All night delirious excitement throughout Provence. Tumult of vine
growers at Nimes. Socialistic upheaval at Toulon. Sudden illness
attended by coma attacked population this morning. _Peste foudroyante_.
Great numbers of dead in the streets. Paralysis of business and
universal chaos.'
"An hour later came the following, from the same source:--
"'We are threatened with utter extermination. Cathedrals and churches
full to overflowing. The dead outnumber the living. It is inconceivable
and horrible. Decease seems to be painless, but swift and inevitable.'
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