While old Lady Poole leant back in her chair with closed eyes and a
gentle smile playing about her lips, enjoying, in fact, a short and
well-earned nap, the great scientist's passionate voice boomed out into
the room and held Marjorie fascinated.
She leant forward, listening to him with strained attention--her lips a
little parted, her face alight with interest, with eagerness.
"You want to hear, dearest," he said, "you want to hear? And to whom
would I rather tell my news? At whose feet would I rather lay the
results of all I am and have done? Listen! Even to you I cannot tell
everything. Even to you I cannot give the full results of the problems I
have been working at for so many years. But I can tell you enough to
hold your attention, to interest you, as you have never been interested
before."
He began to speak very slowly.
"I have done something at last, after years of patient working and
thought, which it is not too much to say will revolutionize the whole of
modern life--will revolutionize the whole of life, indeed, as it has
never been changed before. All the other things I have done and made,
all the results of my scientific work have been but off-shoots of this
great central idea, which has been mine since I first began. The other
things that have won me fame and fortune were discovered upon the way
towards the central object of my life. And now, at last, I find myself
in full possession of the truth of all my theories. In a month or two
from now my work will be perfected, then the whole world will know what
I have done. And the whole world will tremble, and there will be fear
and wonder in the minds of men and women, and they will look at each
other as if they recognized that humanity at last was waking out of a
sleep and a dream."
"Is it so marvellous as all that?" she said almost in a whisper, awed by
the earnestness of his manner.
"I am no maker of phrases," he replied, "nor am I eloquent. I cannot
tell you how marvellous it is. The one great citadel against which human
ingenuity and time have beaten in vain since our first forefathers, is
stormed at last! In my hands will shortly be the keys of the human soul.
No man or woman will have a secret from me. The whole relation of
society will be changed utterly."
"What is it? What is it?" she asked with a light in her eyes. "Have you
done what mother said in jest? Have you indeed finally conquered the
air?"
He waved his hand with a scornful gesture.
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