首页 >出版文学> Twelve Stories and a Dream>第23章
  Hepointed,andthereatthetipofhisfingerandslidingdowntheairwithwingsflappingslowlyandatthespeedofanexceptionallylanguidsnail——wasabee。
  AndsowecameoutupontheLeas。Therethethingseemedmadderthanever。Thebandwasplayingintheupperstand,thoughallthesounditmadeforuswasalow-pitched,wheezyrattle,asortofprolongedlastsighthatpassedattimesintoasoundliketheslow,muffledtickingofsomemonstrousclock。Frozenpeoplestooderect,strange,silent,self-conscious-lookingdummieshungunstablyinmid-stride,promenadinguponthegrass。Ipassedclosetoalittlepoodledogsuspendedintheactofleaping,andwatchedtheslowmovementofhislegsashesanktoearth。“Lord,lookhere!“criedGibberne,andwehaltedforamomentbeforeamagnificentpersoninwhitefaint-stripedflannels,whiteshoes,andaPanamahat,whoturnedbacktowinkattwogailydressedladieshehadpassed。
  Awink,studiedwithsuchleisurelydeliberationaswecouldafford,isanunattractivething。Itlosesanyqualityofalertgaiety,andoneremarksthatthewinkingeyedoesnotcompletelyclose,thatunderitsdroopinglidappearstheloweredgeofaneyeballandalittlelineofwhite。“Heavengivemememory,“saidI,“andIwillneverwinkagain。“
  “Orsmile,“saidGibberne,withhiseyeonthelady’sansweringteeth。
  “It’sinfernallyhot,somehow,“saidI。“Let’sgoslower。“
  “Oh,comealong!“saidGibberne。
  Wepickedourwayamongthebath-chairsinthepath。Manyofthepeoplesittinginthechairsseemedalmostnaturalintheirpassiveposes,butthecontortedscarletofthebandsmenwasnotarestfulthingtosee。Apurple-facedlittlegentlemanwasfrozeninthemidstofaviolentstruggletorefoldhisnewspaperagainstthewind;thereweremanyevidencesthatallthesepeopleintheirsluggishwaywereexposedtoaconsiderablebreeze,abreezethathadnoexistencesofarasoursensationswent。Wecameoutandwalkedalittlewayfromthecrowd,andturnedandregardedit。
  Toseeallthatmultitudechanged,toapicture,smittenrigid,asitwere,intothesemblanceofrealisticwax,wasimpossiblywonderful。Itwasabsurd,ofcourse;butitfilledmewithanirrational,anexultantsenseofsuperioradvantage。Considerthewonderofit!
  AllthatIhadsaid,andthought,anddonesincethestuffhadbeguntoworkinmyveinshadhappened,sofarasthosepeople,sofarastheworldingeneralwent,inthetwinklingofaneye。“TheNewAccelerator——“Ibegan,butGibberneinterruptedme。
  “There’sthatinfernaloldwoman!“hesaid。
  “Whatoldwoman?“
  “Livesnextdoortome,“saidGibberne。“Hasalapdogthatyaps。
  Gods!Thetemptationisstrong!“
  ThereissomethingveryboyishandimpulsiveaboutGibberneattimes。
  BeforeIcouldexpostulatewithhimhehaddashedforward,snatchedtheunfortunateanimaloutofvisibleexistence,andwasrunningviolentlywithittowardsthecliffoftheLeas。Itwasmostextraordinary。Thelittlebrute,youknow,didn’tbarkorwriggleormaketheslightestsignofvitality。Itkeptquitestifflyinanattitudeofsomnolentrepose,andGibbernehelditbytheneck。Itwaslikerunningaboutwithadogofwood。“Gibberne,“Icried,“putitdown!“ThenIsaidsomethingelse。“Ifyourunlikethat,Gibberne,“Icried,“you’llsetyourclothesonfire。Yourlinentrousersaregoingbrownasitis!“
  Heclappedhishandonhisthighandstoodhesitatingontheverge。
  “Gibberne,“Icried,comingup,“putitdown。Thisheatistoomuch!
  It’sourrunningso!Twoorthreemilesasecond!Frictionoftheair!“
  “What?“hesaid,glancingatthedog。
  “Frictionoftheair,“Ishouted。“Frictionoftheair。Goingtoofast。Likemeteoritesandthings。Toohot。And,Gibberne!Gibberne!
  I’malloverprickingandasortofperspiration。Youcanseepeoplestirringslightly。Ibelievethestuff’sworkingoff!Putthatdogdown。“
  “Eh?“hesaid。
  “It’sworkingoff,“Irepeated。“We’retoohotandthestuff’sworkingoff!I’mwetthrough。“
  Hestaredatme。Thenattheband,thewheezyrattleofwhoseperformancewascertainlygoingfaster。Thenwithatremendoussweepofthearmhehurledthedogawayfromhimanditwentspinningupward,stillinanimate,andhungatlastoverthegroupedparasolsofaknotofchatteringpeople。Gibbernewasgrippingmyelbow。
  “ByJove!“hecried。“Ibelieve——itis!Asortofhotprickingand——yes。Thatman’smovinghispocket-handkerchief!Perceptibly。
  Wemustgetoutofthissharp。“
  Butwecouldnotgetoutofitsharplyenough。Luckily,perhaps!
  Forwemighthaverun,andifwehadrunweshould,Ibelieve,haveburstintoflames。Almostcertainlyweshouldhaveburstintoflames!Youknowwehadneitherofusthoughtofthat……Butbeforewecouldevenbegintoruntheactionofthedrughadceased。
  Itwasthebusinessofaminutefractionofasecond。TheeffectoftheNewAcceleratorpassedlikethedrawingofacurtain,vanishedinthemovementofahand。IheardGibberne’svoiceininfinitealarm。
  “Sitdown,“hesaid,andflop,downupontheturfattheedgeoftheLeasIsat——scorchingasIsat。ThereisapatchofburntgrasstherestillwhereIsatdown。ThewholestagnationseemedtowakeupasIdidso,thedisarticulatedvibrationofthebandrushedtogetherintoablastofmusic,thepromenadersputtheirfeetdownandwalkedtheirways,thepapersandflagsbeganflapping,smilespassedintowords,thewinkerfinishedhiswinkandwentonhiswaycomplacently,andalltheseatedpeoplemovedandspoke。
  Thewholeworldhadcomealiveagain,wasgoingasfastaswewere,orratherweweregoingnofasterthantherestoftheworld。Itwaslikeslowingdownasonecomesintoarailwaystation。Everythingseemedtospinroundforasecondortwo,Ihadthemosttransientfeelingofnausea,andthatwasall。AndthelittledogwhichhadseemedtohangforamomentwhentheforceofGibberne’sarmwasexpendedfellwithaswiftaccelerationcleanthroughalady’sparasol!
  Thatwasthesavingofus。Unlessitwasforonecorpulentoldgentlemaninabath-chair,whocertainlydidstartatthesightofusandafterwardsregardedusatintervalswithadarklysuspiciouseye,and,finally,Ibelieve,saidsomethingtohisnurseaboutus,Idoubtifasolitarypersonremarkedoursuddenappearanceamongthem。Plop!Wemusthaveappearedabruptly。Weceasedtosmoulderalmostatonce,thoughtheturfbeneathmewasuncomfortablyhot。Theattentionofeveryone——includingeventheAmusements’Associationband,whichonthisoccasion,fortheonlytimeinitshistory,gotoutoftune——wasarrestedbytheamazingfact,andthestillmoreamazingyappinganduproarcausedbythefactthatarespectable,over-fedlap-dogsleepingquietlytotheeastofthebandstandshouldsuddenlyfallthroughtheparasolofaladyonthewest——inaslightlysingedconditionduetotheextremevelocityofitsmovementsthroughtheair。Intheseabsurddays,too,whenwearealltryingtobeaspsychic,andsilly,andsuperstitiousaspossible!
  Peoplegotupandtrodonotherpeople,chairswereoverturned,theLeaspolicemanran。HowthemattersettleditselfIdonotknow——weweremuchtooanxioustodisentangleourselvesfromtheaffairandgetoutofrangeoftheeyeoftheoldgentlemaninthebath-chairtomakeminuteinquiries。Assoonasweweresufficientlycoolandsufficientlyrecoveredfromourgiddinessandnauseaandconfusionofmindtodosowestoodupand,skirtingthecrowd,directedourstepsbackalongtheroadbelowtheMetropoletowardsGibberne’shouse。ButamidstthedinIheardverydistinctlythegentlemanwhohadbeensittingbesidetheladyoftherupturedsunshadeusingquiteunjustifiablethreatsandlanguagetooneofthosechair-attendantswhohave“Inspector“writtenontheircaps。
  “Ifyoudidn’tthrowthedog,“hesaid,“whoDID?“
  Thesuddenreturnofmovementandfamiliarnoises,andournaturalanxietyaboutourselvesourclothe’swerestilldreadfullyhot,andthefrontsofthethighsofGibberne’swhitetrouserswerescorchedadrabbishbrown,preventedtheminuteobservationsIshouldhavelikedtomakeonallthesethings。Indeed,Ireallymadenoobservationsofanyscientificvalueonthatreturn。Thebee,ofcourse,hadgone。Ilookedforthatcyclist,buthewasalreadyoutofsightaswecameintotheUpperSandgateRoadorhiddenfromusbytraffic;thechar-a-banc,however,withitspeoplenowallaliveandstirring,wasclatteringalongataspankingpacealmostabreastofthenearerchurch。
  Wenoted,however,thatthewindow-sillonwhichwehadsteppedingettingoutofthehousewasslightlysinged,andthattheimpressionsofourfeetonthegravelofthepathwereunusuallydeep。
  SoitwasIhadmyfirstexperienceoftheNewAccelerator。Practicallywehadbeenrunningaboutandsayinganddoingallsortsofthingsinthespaceofasecondorsooftime。Wehadlivedhalfanhourwhilethebandhadplayed,perhaps,twobars。Buttheeffectithaduponuswasthatthewholeworldhadstoppedforourconvenientinspection。Consideringallthings,andparticularlyconsideringourrashnessinventuringoutofthehouse,theexperiencemightcertainlyhavebeenmuchmoredisagreeablethanitwas。Itshowed,nodoubt,thatGibbernehasstillmuchtolearnbeforehispreparationisamanageableconvenience,butitspracticabilityitcertainlydemonstratedbeyondallcavil。
  Sincethatadventurehehasbeensteadilybringingitsuseundercontrol,andIhaveseveraltimes,andwithouttheslightestbadresult,takenmeasureddosesunderhisdirection;thoughImustconfessIhavenotyetventuredabroadagainwhileunderitsinfluence。
  Imaymention,forexample,thatthisstoryhasbeenwrittenatonesittingandwithoutinterruption,exceptforthenibblingofsomechocolate,byitsmeans。Ibeganat6。25,andmywatchisnowverynearlyattheminutepastthehalf-hour。Theconvenienceofsecuringalong,uninterruptedspellofworkinthemidstofadayfullofengagementscannotbeexaggerated。Gibberneisnowworkingatthequantitativehandlingofhispreparation,withespecialreferencetoitsdistinctiveeffectsupondifferenttypesofconstitution。
  HethenhopestofindaRetarderwithwhichtodiluteitspresentratherexcessivepotency。TheRetarderwill,ofcourse,havethereverseeffecttotheAccelerator;usedaloneitshouldenablethepatienttospreadafewsecondsovermanyhoursofordinarytime,——andsotomaintainanapatheticinaction,aglacier-likeabsenceofalacrity,amidstthemostanimatedorirritatingsurroundings。Thetwothingstogethermustnecessarilyworkanentirerevolutionincivilisedexistence。ItisthebeginningofourescapefromthatTimeGarmentofwhichCarlylespeaks。WhilethisAcceleratorwillenableustoconcentrateourselveswithtremendousimpactuponanymomentoroccasionthatdemandsourutmostsenseandvigour,theRetarderwillenableustopassinpassivetranquillitythroughinfinitehardshipandtedium。PerhapsIamalittleoptimisticabouttheRetarder,whichhasindeedstilltobediscovered,butabouttheAcceleratorthereisnopossiblesortofdoubtwhatever。