The Three Impostors; or, The TransmutationsMachen, Arthur
Science
The Three Impostors; or, The Transmutations
Machen, Arthur
Fiction; Horror tales, English
Then I heard the wrench of the adze, and the woodwork split and cracked
under it, and with a loud crash the door suddenly burst open; and for a
moment we started back aghast at a fearful screaming cry, no human
voice, but as the roar of a monster, that burst forth inarticulate and
struck at us out of the darkness.
"Hold the lamp," said the doctor, and we went in and glanced quickly
round the room. "There it is," said Dr. Haberden, drawing a quick
breath; "look, in that corner."
I looked, and a pang of horror seized my heart as with a white-hot iron.
There upon the floor was a dark and putrid mass, seething with
corruption and hideous rottenness, neither liquid nor solid, but
melting and changing before our eyes, and bubbling with unctuous oily
bubbles like boiling pitch. And out of the midst of it shone two burning
points like eyes, and I saw a writhing and stirring as of limbs, and
something moved and lifted up that might have been an arm. The doctor
took a step forward, and raised the iron bar and struck at the burning
points, and drove in the weapon, and struck again and again in a fury of
loathing. At last the thing was quiet.
* * * * *
A week or two later, when I had to some extent recovered from the
terrible shock, Dr. Haberden came to see me.
"I have sold my practice," he began, "and to-morrow I am sailing on a
long voyage. I do not know whether I shall ever return to England; in
all probability I shall buy a little land in California, and settle
there for the remainder of my life. I have brought you this packet,
which you may open and read when you feel able to do so. It contains the
report of Dr. Chambers on what I submitted to him. Good-bye, Miss
Leicester, good-bye."
When he was gone, I opened the envelope; I could not wait, and proceeded
to read the papers within. Here is the manuscript; and if you will allow
me, I will read you the astounding story it contains.
"My dear Haberden," the letter began, "I have delayed inexcusably in
answering your questions as to the white substance you sent me. To tell
you the truth, I have hesitated for some time as to what course I should
adopt, for there is a bigotry and an orthodox standard in physical
science as in theology, and I knew that if I told you the truth I
should offend rooted prejudices which I once held dear myself. However,
I have determined to be plain with you, and first I must enter into a
short personal explanation.
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