The Thinking Machine Collected Stories Part 186
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"Did either of you notice anything peculiar?" he inquired.
"No," was the simultaneous response. "Why?"
"Mr. Hatch, you have that automobile map," the scientist continued without heeding the question. "Take this electric light and examine it once more, to satisfy us that there is no road between the little store and Millen."
"I know there isn't," Hatch told him.
"Do as I say!" directed the other crabbedly. "We can't afford to make mistakes."
Obediently enough Hatch and Dr. Pollock studied the map. There was the road, straight away from the star, to Millen. There was not a bypath or deviation of any kind marked on it.
"Straight as a string," Hatch announced.
"Now look!" directed The Thinking Machine.
The huge car slowed up and came to a standstill. The glittering lamps of the car showed two roads instead of one-two roads, here where there were not two roads! Hatch glared at them for a moment, then fumbled with the automobile map.
"Why, hang it! there can't be two roads!" he declared.
"But there they are," replied The Thinking Machine.
He felt Fairbanks's hand flutter, and then it was raised suddenly. Again he threw the light on the pallid face. A strange expression was there; a set, incredible, vague expression which might have meant anything. The eyes were turned ahead to where the road was split by a small clump of trees.
"Keep on to your left," The Thinking Machine directed the chauffeur, without, however, removing his eyes from the face of the man beside him. "A little more slowly."
The car started up again and swung off to the left, sharply. Every eye, save the squint, blue ones of the scientist, was turned ahead; he was still staring into the face of his patient. His light still showed realization struggling feebly there. Perhaps only the chauffeur realized what a steady turn to the left the car made; but he said nothing, only felt his way along till suddenly the road widened a little where a path cut through the dense forest, and was lost in the perspective of gloom. The car slowed up.
"Don't stop!" commanded the scientist sharply. "Go ahead!"
With a sudden spurt the car rushed forward, skimming along easily for a time, and then the heavy jolting told them all that the road was growing rougher, and here, dimly ahead of them, they saw an open patch of sky. It was evidently the edge of the forest. The car went steadily on and out into the open, clear of the forest; then the chauffeur slowed down.
"There isn't any road here," he remarked.
"Go on!" commanded The Thinking Machine tensely. "Road or no road-straight ahead!"
The chauffeur took a new grip on his wheel and went straight ahead, over plowed ground, apparently, for the b.u.mping and jolting were terrific, and the steering gear tore at the sockets of his arms viciously. For two or three minutes they proceeded this way, while the scientist's light still played on Fairbanks's face and the squint eyes unwaveringly watched every tiny change in it.
"There!" shrieked Fairbanks suddenly, and he came to his feet. "There!"
Hatch and Dr. Pollock saw it at the same instant,-a faint, rosy point in the distance; The Thinking Machine didn't alter the direction of his gaze.
"Straight for the light!" he commanded.
... the room showed every evidence of occupancy ... log fire was burning, and its flickering light showed books strewn about here and there ... directly in front of them stood a man, tall, angular, aged, and a little bent ... hands were knotted, toil worn; and the left forefinger was missing ... eyes white and gla.s.sy!
With a choking, gutteral exclamation of some sort, Fairbanks darted forward and placed the grinning G.o.d upon the mantel beside a piece of crystal, then turned back to The Thinking Machine and seized him by the arm, as a child might have sought protection. The Thinking Machine nodded at him, and a grin of foolish delight overspread the pallid face.
Meanwhile, the strange old man, who seemed utterly oblivious of their presence, stood beside the fire gazing into it with sightless eyes. The scientist moved toward him slowly, Fairbanks staring as if fascinated. Finally the scientist extended his hand, which held that of Fairbanks, and touched the old man on the shoulder. He started violently and stretched out both hands instinctively.
Then, while Hatch and Dr. Pollock looked on silently, The Thinking Machine stood motionless, while the strange old man's hands ran up his arm, and the fingers touched his face. The right fore-finger paused for an instant at the eyes, then was laid lightly across the thin lips. It remained there.
"You are blind?" asked the scientist.
The strange old man nodded.
"You are deaf?"
Again the old man nodded. His forefinger still rested lightly on The Thinking Machine's lips.
"You are dumb?" the scientist went on.
Again the nod.
"Deafness, dumbness, blindness, result of disease?"
The nod again.
The Thinking Machine turned and lifted Fairbanks's hand till it rested on the old man's shoulder, then slowly down the arm, while his eyes studied the changed expression on the pallid face.
"Real, real!" said The Thinking Machine slowly to Fairbanks. "A man-you understand?"
Fairbanks merely started back; but it was evident that some great struggle was going on in his mind. There was a growing interest in his face, the mouth was no longer flabby, the eyes were fixed.
... then there came another sound ... a curdling, nerve-racking scream ... a scream of agony, of pain, of fear ... a hideous, awful thing ... suddenly all was silent again.
At the first sound Fairbanks straightened up, then slowly he started forward. Three steps, and he fell. Hatch and Dr. Pollock turned him over and found on his face an expression of utter, cringing fear. The eyes were roving, glittering, and he was babbling again. Only his weakness had prevented flight.
"Stay there!" commanded The Thinking Machine hurriedly, and ran out of the room.
Hatch heard him as he went up the steps; then after a moment there came more screams, rather a sharp, intermittent wailing. Fairbanks struggled feebly, then lay still, flat on his back. A minute more, and The Thinking Machine reentered the room, leading a woman by the hand-a woman in a gingham ap.r.o.n and with her hair flying loose about her face. He went straight to the old man, who had stood motionless through it all, and raised the toilworn finger to his lips.
"A woman is here-your wife?" he asked.
The old man shook his head.
"Your sister?"
The old man nodded.
"She is insane?"
Again a nod.
The woman stood for an instant with roving eyes, then rushed toward the mantel with a peculiar sobbing cry. In another instant she had clasped the ugly ivory image to her withered breast, and was crooning to it softly as a mother to her babe. Fairbanks raised himself from the floor, stared at her dully for a moment, then fell back into the arms of Dr. Pollock and Hatch with a sigh. He had fainted.
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