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The figure, bowed and sunken in the chair, made no move; the man was heedless of the kindly hand upon his shoulder. His voice, when he spoke, was that of one afar off, speaking out of a great loneliness. THE FIGURE BOWED AND SUNKEN IN THE CHAIR MADE NO MOVE THE MAN WAS HEEDLESS OF THE KINDLY HAND UPON HIS SHOULDER HIS VOICE WHEN HE SPOKE WAS THAT OF ONE AFAR OFF SPEAKING OUT OF A GREAT LONELINESS
ing, forgotten, in the forgotten lands; a people to whom the progress of our civilization is one with the ages past, for whom there is again the slow, toiling road toward the light. "And somewhere, perhaps, a conquering race, the most brutal and callous of mankind, rioting in their sense of power and dragging themselves down to oblivion...." * * * * * His gaze came slowly back to the room and the figure of the man still fighting for his dream. "They would not," said Avery hoarsely; "they'd use it for good." "Would they?" asked Professor Eddinger. He spoke simply as one stating simple facts. "I love my fellow men," he said, "and I killed them in thousands in the last war--I, and my science, and my poison gas." The figure of Avery slumped suddenly upon a chair; his face was buried in his hands. "And I would have been," he groaned, "the greatest man in the world." "You shall be greater," said the Professor, "though only we shall know it--you and I.... You will save the world--from itself. ANDS LOWER AS THE YEARS DRAG ON THAN THE BEASTS THEMSELVES THE CHILDREN DYING FORGOTTEN IN THE FORGOTTEN LAND A PEOPLE TO WHOM THE PROGRESS OF OUR CIVILIZATION IS ONE WITH THE AGES PAST FOR WHOM THERE IS AGAIN THE SLOW TOILING ROAD TOWARD THE LIGHT AND SOMEWHERE PERHAPS A CONQUERING RACE THE MOST BRUTAL AND CALLOUS OF MANKIND RIOTING IN THEIR SENSE OF POWER AND DRAGGING THEMSELVES DOWN TO OBLIVION HIS GAZE CAME SLOWLY BACK TO THE ROOM AND THE FIGURE OF THE MAN STILL FIGHTING FOR HIS DREAM THEY WOULD NOT SAID AVERY HOARSELY THEY'D USE IT FOR GOOD WOULD THEY ASKED PROFESSOR EDINGER HE SPOKE SIMPLY AS ONE STATING SIMPLE FACTS I LOVE MY FELLOW MEN HE SAID AND I KILLED THEM IN THOUSANDS IN THE LAST WAR I AM MY SCIENCE OF MY POISON GAS THE FIGURE OF AVERY SLUMPED SUDDENLY UPON A CHAIR HIS FACE WAS BURIED IN HIS HANDS AND I WOULD HAVE BEEN HE GROANED THE GREATEST MAN IN THE WORLD YOU SHALL BE GREATER SAID THE PROFESSOR THOUGH ONLY WE SHALL KNOW IT YOU AND I YOU WILL SAVE THE WORLD FROM ITSELF
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