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s. Horses, which had almost gone out of use during the first third of the century, were now getting to be somewhat in fashion again. Many people now appreciated
e at the foot of a broad flight of steps, th
exclaimed, running dow
was a widow, and her husband had been not only a man of science, but a very rich man; and when he died, at the outset of his career, his widow believed it her duty to devote his fortune to the prosecution and development of scien
of physical research, and there was a distinctiveness and grandeur in the aims towards which Roland Clewe had directed his life wor
invested in the shops and foundries at Sardis, and that Roland Clewe and Margaret Ra
me as odd to see you come upon a horse; I should have supposed that by this
a horse. Don't you remember my mare? I rode her before I went away. I
legs. 'When I can't use mine,' he said, 'let me have some others that are alive.' This is such a pretty creature," she added,
queer sight," said he; and with
he enterprises in hand at the Sardis Works, but so far nothing of important profit had resulted from the operations. Many things had been carried on satisfactorily and successfully to var
ay be said, in the souls-of the man and woman who sat there talking across
graceful but unaffected action, dressed in a riding-coat, breeches, and leather leggings. She, her cheeks colored with earnest purpose, her gray eyes rather larger than usual as she looked up from the paper where she had been
t something else. People are watching us, talking of us, expecting something
me you have been watching and waiting and expecting something, and
r old world something to satisfy it for a while, until we can disclose to it that grand discovery, grander than anything that it has ever even imagined. I want to go on talking about it
hook hi
dmirably, but many things are necessa
orks to look at it, but everything about it seems to go so slowly
you say, don't let us talk about the things for which we must wait. I will carefully consider e
together before parting, "I cannot
or the present we must put our h
t extent of its capability. It was used in surgery and in mechanical arts, and in many varieties of scientific operations, but no considerable advance in its line of application had been recognized for a quarter of a century. But Roland Clewe had come to believe in the existence of a photic force, somewhat similar to the cathode ray, but of infi
ray could be generated which, little by little, perhaps foot by foot, would penetrate into the earth and light up everything between the farthest point it had attained and the lenses of his machine. That is to say, he hoped to produce a long hole of light about three feet in diameter and as deep as it was possible to make it descend, in which he could see all the various strata and deposits of which the earth is composed. How far he could send do
ath, and afterwards rendering that transparent. If the rocks and earth in the cylindrical cavities of light which Clewe had already produced in his experiments had actually been removed with pickaxes and shovels, the lighted hole a few feet in depth could not have appeared
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