Challenger, Professor (Fictitious character) -- Fiction; Science fiction
"So it is with the whole human race," said Challenger to me. "They have
all felt swimmy for a moment. None of them have as yet any comprehension
of what has occurred. Each will go on with his interrupted job as Austin
has snatched up his hose-pipe or the golfer continued his game. Your
editor, Malone, will continue the issue of his papers, and very much
amazed he will be at finding that an issue is missing. Yes, my young
friend," he added to the American reporter, with a sudden mood of amused
geniality, "it may interest you to know that the world has swum through
the poisonous current which swirls like the Gulf Stream through the ocean
of ether. You will also kindly note for your own future convenience that
to-day is not Friday, August the twenty-seventh, but Saturday, August the
twenty-eighth, and that you sat senseless in your cab for twenty-eight
hours upon the Rotherfield hill."
And "right here," as my American colleague would say, I may bring this
narrative to an end. It is, as you are probably aware, only a fuller and
more detailed version of the account which appeared in the Monday edition
of the Daily Gazette--an account which has been universally admitted to
be the greatest journalistic scoop of all time, which sold no fewer than
three-and-a-half million copies of the paper. Framed upon the wall of my
sanctum I retain those magnificent headlines:--
TWENTY-EIGHT HOURS' WORLD COMA
UNPRECEDENTED EXPERIENCE
CHALLENGER JUSTIFIED
OUR CORRESPONDENT ESCAPES
ENTHRALLING NARRATIVE
THE OXYGEN ROOM
WEIRD MOTOR DRIVE
DEAD LONDON
REPLACING THE MISSING PAGE
GREAT FIRES AND LOSS OF LIFE
WILL IT RECUR?
Underneath this glorious scroll came nine and a half columns of
narrative, in which appeared the first, last, and only account of the
history of the planet, so far as one observer could draw it, during one
long day of its existence. Challenger and Summerlee have treated the
matter in a joint scientific paper, but to me alone was left the popular
account. Surely I can sing "Nunc dimittis." What is left but
anti-climax in the life of a journalist after that!
But let me not end on sensational headlines and a merely personal
triumph. Rather let me quote the sonorous passages in which the greatest
of daily papers ended its admirable leader upon the subject--a leader
which might well be filed for reference by every thoughtful man.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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