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Don't worry your dear old head about forty seventh propositions and fourth dimensions and mummies and that sort of thing, even if this Mummy does happen to look a bit like me. Now, good night, and remember that the night cap _is_ to be a night cap, and when you've put it on you really must go to bed. You've been thinking a great deal too much this week. Good night, Dad." "Good night, Niti, dear. Don't trouble your head about my thinking. Sufficient unto the brain are the thoughts thereof. DON'T WORRY YOUR DEAR OLD HEAD ABOUT FORTY SEVENTH PROPOSITIONS AND FOURTH DIMENSIONS AND MUMMIES AND THAT SORT OF THING EVEN IF HIS MUMMY DOES HAPPEN TO LOOK A BIT LIKE ME NOW GOOD NIGHT REMEMBER THE NIGHTCAP IS TO BE A NIGHT CAP AND WHEN YOU'VE PUT IT ON YOU REALLY MUST GO TO BED YOU'VE BEEN THINKING A GREAT DEAL TOO MUCH THIS WEEK GOOD NIGHT DAD GOOD NIGHT KNITTIE DEAR DON'T TROUBLE YOUR HEAD ABOUT MY THINKING SUFFICIENT UNTO THE BRAIN ARE THE THOUGHTS THEREOF
t all--he almost saw across the horizon of the world that we live in." "But that," she interrupted, "would be something like looking across the edge of time into eternity, and that--well, of course, that is quite impossible, even to you, Dad, or Mr Hartley. What does he mean?" "He doesn't quite mean that, dear," replied the Professor, still staring straight at the motionless Mummy as though he half expected the lips which had not spoken for fifty centuries to answer the question that was shaping itself in his mind. "What Hartley means, dear, is this--that when Pythagoras thought out that proposition he had almost reached the border which divides the world of three dimensions from the world of four." "Which, as our dear old friend Euclid would say, is impossible; because you know, Dad, if that were possible, everything else would be. Come, now, Annie is bringing up your whisky and soda. Put away your problems and take your night-cap, and do get to bed in something like respectable time. HOUGHT OF THE PROBLEM WHICH OF COURSE IS NOT EUCLID'S AT ALL HE ALMOST SAW ACROSS THE HORIZON OF THE WORLD THAT WE LIVE IN BUT THAT SHE INTERRUPTED WOULD BE SOMETHING LIKE LOOKING ACROSS THE EDGE OF TIME INTO ETERNITY AND THAT WELL OF COURSE THAT IS QUITE IMPOSSIBLE EVEN TO YOU DAD OR MISTER HARTLEY WHAT DOES HE MEAN HE DOESN'T QUITE MEAN THAT DEAR REPLIED THE PROFESSOR STILL STARING STRAIGHT AT THE MOTIONLESS MUMMY AS THOUGH HE HALF EXPECTED LIPS WHICH HAD NOT SPOKEN FOR FIFTY CENTURIES TO ANSWER THE QUESTION THAT WAS SHAPING ITSELF IN HIS MIND WHAT HARTLY MEANS DEAR IS THIS THAT WHEN PYTHAGORAS THOUGHT OUT THE PROPOSITION HE ALMOST REACHED THE BORDER WHICH DIVIDES THE WORLD OF THREE DIMENSIONS FROM THE WORLD OF FOUR WHICH OUR DEAR OLD FRIEND EUCLID WOULD SAY IS IMPOSSIBLE BECAUSE YOU KNOW DAD IF IT WERE POSSIBLE EVERYTHING ELSE WOULD COME NOW ANNIE'S BRINGING UP YOUR WHISKEY AND SODA PUT AWAY YOUR PROBLEMS AND TAKE YOUR NIGHT CAP AND DO GET TO BED IN SOMETHING LIKE A RESPECTABLE TIME
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