New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction; Science fiction; Short stories
Professor Clarke stopped talking. Jimmy and I said nothing. The only
sound was the hum of traffic outside. "And that is the way it is,
gentlemen," said Professor Clarke, finally. "_Quando cadet Roma, cadet
et mundus._ When Rome falls--the world!" He sipped the beer which by now
had gone flat. "Do you believe me?"
Jimmy and I exchanged glances. "Have another beer," said Jimmy. "On the
house."
"I see." Professor Clarke sighed. "Well, I cannot really blame you,
gentlemen. I only hope you do not live to regret it." He got up and put
a coin on the bar. Jimmy went to make change.
Then we became aware of automobile horns blasting steadily on a rising
note of urgency. Jimmy and I ran outside. Traffic was piling up rapidly
in the street. And as far as we could see in every direction, all the
traffic lights had turned green!
"Holy cow!" said Jimmy. "He was telling the truth!"
"So it appears," said a voice at my elbow. I turned. It was the
professor. There was a sad, wistful expression on his face. "_Quod erat
demonstrandum_," he said softly. "Q.E.D." Then, as the horns got louder,
and we could hear drivers cursing, he strode down the street and around
the corner.
"Professor!" I yelled. "Wait!" I started to run after him when the horns
stopped blowing. Cars started moving again, and many of the traffic
lights had turned red.
Jimmy wiped his face in obvious relief. "Must have been a short
circuit," he said hoarsely. "But for a minute--"
"Yes," I said. "A short circuit. Or maybe--a dry run to test facilities
for the big day?"
Neither one of us said anything, but we both had the same thought as we
returned to the bar. I picked up the subway token the professor had left
there. I flipped it in the air several times and looked at Jimmy. He
nodded in agreement. I went out and headed for the nearest subway.
Q.E.D.?
Transcriber's Note:
This etext was produced from _Analog Science Fact & Fiction_ August
1963. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S.
copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and
typographical errors have been corrected without note.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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