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His head was white; and his face deeply wrinkled. He glared at her through his glasses, and said sharply, "Young lady, you have made a mistake; these are the rooms of Professor Carl Seigfried." "It is Professor Carl Seigfried that I wish to see," replied the girl hurriedly, as the old man was preparing to shut the door. "What do you want with him?"
"Professor Seigfried, when once this machine becomes known to the world, there will be no posterity for your name to descend to. With the present hatred of nation against nation, with different countries full of those unimprisoned maniacs whom we call Jingoes men preaching the hatred of one people against another how long do you think the world will last when once such knowledge is abroad in it?"
The medical man, who knew of the philosopher, but was not personally acquainted with him, for the Professor had few friends, went up the steps three at a time, and Jennie followed him more slowly. He met the girl at the door of the attic. "It is useless," he said. "Professor Seigfried is dead; and it is my belief that in his taking away Austria has lost her greatest scientist."
"Professor Seigfried," exclaimed Jennie earnestly, "when the Lord permits a knowledge of that machine to become common property, it is His will that the end of the world shall come." The Professor said nothing, but stood with deeply wrinkled brow, gazing earnestly at the mechanism.
"The pencilled line which you drew on the map of Vienna passed through the Treasury building; the centre of the circle was this garret. Why did you draw that pencilled semi-circle? Why were you anxious that I should not see you had done so? Why did you destroy the map?" Professor Seigfried sat there looking at her with dropped jaw, but he made no reply.
Whatever care Professor Seigfried took of his apparatus, he seemed to have little for his furniture. There was hardly a decent chair in the room, except one deep arm-chair, covered with a tiger's skin, in which the Professor evidently took his ease while meditating or watching the progress of an experiment.
"I hope, Professor Seigfried, that you have many years yet to live, and I must further add that I did not expect such a reception as I have received from a man of science, as I was told you were. If you have no information to give to me, very well, that ends it; all you have to do is to say so." "Who sent you here?" "No one, as I have repeated once or twice.
"There," she said, "we are quite safe from interruption, Professor Seigfried; but I must request you not to move from your chair." "I have no intention of doing so," murmured the old man. "Who sent you? You said you would tell me. I think you owe me an explanation." "I think you owe me one," replied the girl. "As I told you before, no one sent me.
"I shall destroy the instrument with my own hands," asserted the Director fervently, mopping his pallid brow. Jennie then went on, to the increasing astonishment of the Princess and the Director, and related every detail of her interview with the late professor Carl Seigfried. "I shall go at once and annihilate that machine," said the Director, rising when the recital was finished.
"Very well, then, the first favour is that I shall not be called to give testimony when an inquest is held on the body of Professor Carl Seigfried." "You amaze me!" cried the Director; "how did you know he was dead? I had news of it only a moment before I left my office."
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