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Updated: June 23, 2025
"Which has the post of honor on your table here, has it not?" inquired Ronald, drawing his hand from his pocket and pointing to the insulated coil. The old man glanced keenly at his hand as he did so; at which Ronald seemed confused, and pocketed it again abruptly. "Yes, that is the life-magnet. You see this bent glass tube surrounded by the helix? That tube contains liquid carbon.
More than once the suspicion crept upon him that only a portion of his vitality now remained to him, and that its greater part lay mysteriously coiled in Herr Lebensfunke's life-magnet.
Zig-zags of silk-bound wire squirmed hither and thither from the life-magnet. Two of them ended in carbon points. "And here, too, my young friend, is your new finger." It lay, detached, in the central globe, and on its severed end atoms of protoplasm were already clustered.
"Then, what effect is produced on the body you pump the life from?" "Death." "And what becomes of the soul?" "I don't quite know. I fancy, however, that the magnet absorbs that too." "Can it give it back?" "Certainly; otherwise my life-magnet would belie its name, and be simply an ingenious and expensive instrument of death.
But, in searching blindly for this higher power, I grasped a greater discovery than any I had hoped for the power to isolate life from its bodily organism." "You have to keep the bottle carefully corked, I should imagine," laughed Ronald. "Not quite," said Herr Lebensfunke, joining in the laugh. "Life is not glue. My grand discovery is the life-magnet."
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