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Updated: June 15, 2025
The red thrush suddenly burst into song from the midst of the lilac-bushes, and the whole company listened spellbound with delight while the little creature filled the air with melody and sweetness. When the song ceased, the Professor remarked: "My translatophone would have been worse than useless here. If I could have heard those words I should have lost that delicious melody.
No matter how badly I should pronounce the words, they would reach her ears in pure English! "And then! "I took my translatophone from the cabinet in which I kept it. The easiest way to destroy it was to throw it at once into the fire; but that would fill the house with the smell of burning rubber. No; it was only necessary to destroy the internal movements.
If I should ever hear in English what the monkeys might say to me, I must give up Mary. I should be the slave of my discovery. It would be impossible then to destroy the translatophone. I sat down again before the fire. 'Shall I put an end to it now? I said to myself. Nothing would be easier than to take its delicate movements and smash them on the hearth.
To go to a foreigner and ask him to speak into my instrument, using a language he could readily assure himself I did not speak or understand, would be the same thing as an avowal of what the translatophone was intended to do. I thought of several plans, but none suited me.
Then, if things do not turn out well between you and Mary, you will still have the monkeys. "'No, I said to myself; 'I must have Mary. I will have nothing to fall back upon. I will allow nothing to exist that might draw me back. "There was another thing I might do: I might take my translatophone to her, and explain everything.
An American or an Englishman, or any one speaking English, could take with him a translatophone and travel around the world, understanding the language of every nation, of every people the polished tongues of civilization, the speech of the scholars of the Orient, and even the jabber of the wild savages of Africa. To be sure, he could not expect to answer those who spoke to him, but what of that?
And so I sat and gazed into the fire, and dreamed waking dreams of blessedness. "After a time, however, it came to me that I must make up my mind what I was going to do about the translatophone. I might as well take it apart and throw it into the fire at once, and then there would be an end to that danger to the future of which I had been dreaming. Yes; there would be an end to that.
Such an opportunity as this was too valuable, too important, to be slighted or set aside for anything else. In a few minutes I might discover whether this invention of mine was a success or a failure. I took my translatophone from my pocket, and laid it on the table beside us. "'What's that? she exclaimed. 'You don't mean to tell me you have become hard of hearing?
One thing was certain: no matter what else happened, I must not take that translatophone to Mary. After what Sarah had said to her there could be no doubt that she would make me speak to her in a foreign language through the tube. It would be easy enough: she could give me a French book and tell me to read a few pages.
In the conversation which ensued, which was a very happy exchange of sentiment, it was wonderful how that translatophone was put into the background. "A great deal of what Mary said in answer to my passionate avowals she had already said to me in Burmese.
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