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I apologize to you in advance.[18] I must tell you that he is an impossible person… absolutely impossible. Get quickly out of the room if he seems to be violent. Don’t argue with him. Several people have been injured. Afterwards there is a public scandal and it reflects upon me and all of us. I suppose it wasn’t about South America you wanted to see him?”
I could not lie to a lady.
“Dear me! That is the most dangerous subject. You won’t believe a word he says… But don’t tell him so, it makes him very violent. Pretend to believe him. If you find him really dangerous… ring the bell and hold him off until I come. Even at his worst I can usually control him.”
So I was conducted to the end of the passage. I entered the room and found myself face to face with the Professor.
He sat in a chair behind a broad table, which was covered with books, maps, and diagrams. His appearance made me gasp. I was prepared for something strange, but not for so overpowering a personality as this. It was his size which took one’s breath away[19]… His head was enormous, the largest I have ever seen. His hair and beard were bluish-black, the latter was spade-shaped and rippling down over his chest. The eyes were blue-gray under great black eyebrows, very clear, very critical, and very masterful. This and a roaring voice made up my first impression of the notorious Professor Challenger.
“Well?” said he, with a most arrogant stare. “What now?”
“You were good enough to give me an appointment, sir,” said I, producing his envelope.
“Oh, you are the young person who cannot understand plain English, are you? And you approve my conclusions, as I understand?”
“Entirely, sir, entirely!” I was very emphatic.
“Dear me! That strengthens my position very much, does it not? Well, at least you are better than that herd of swine in Vienna.”
“They seem to have behaved outrageously,” said I.
“I assure you that I have no need of your sympathy. Well, sir, let us do what we can to end this visit. You had some comments to make up.”
There was such a brutal directness in his speech which made everything very difficult. Oh, my Irish wits, could they not help me now, when I needed help so sorely? He looked at me with two sharp eyes.
“Come, come!” he rumbled.
“I am, of course, a simple student,” said I, with a smile, “an earnest inquirer. At the same time, it seemed to me that you were a little severe towards your colleagues.”
“Severe? Well… I suppose you are aware,” said he, checking off points upon his fingers, “that the cranial index is a constant factor?”
“Naturally,” said I.
“And that telegony is still doubtful?”
“Undoubtedly.”
“And that the germ plasm is different from the parthenogenetic egg?”
“Surely!” I cried.
“But what does that prove?” he asked, in a gentle, persuasive voice.
“Ah, what indeed?” I murmured. “What does it prove?”
“It proves,” he roared, with a sudden blast of fury, “that you are the damned journalist, who has no more science in his head than he has truth in his reports!”
He had jumped to his feet with a mad rage in his eyes. Even at that moment of tension I found time for amazement at the discovery that he was quite a short man, his head not higher than my shoulder.
“Nonsense!” he cried, leaning forward. “That’s what I have been talking to you, sir! Scientific nonsense! Did you think you could play a trick on me? You, with your walnut of a brain? You have played a rather dangerous game, and you have lost it.”
“Look here, sir,” said I, backing to the door and opening it; “you can be as abusive as you like. But there is a limit. You shall not attack me.”
“Shall I not?” He was slowly approaching in a menacing way, “I have thrown several of journalists out of the house. You will be the fourth or fifth. Why should you not follow them?”
I could have rushed for the hall door, but it would have been too disgraceful. Besides, a little glow of righteous anger was springing up within me.
“Keep your hands off, sir. I’ll not stand it.[20]”
“Dear me!” he cried smiling.
“Don’t be such a fool, Professor!” I cried. “What can you hope for? I’m not the man…”
It was at that moment that he attacked me. It was lucky that I had opened the door, or we should have gone through it. We did a Catharine-wheel[21] together down the passage. My mouth was full of his beard, our arms were locked, our bodies intertwined. The watchful Austin had thrown open the hall door. We went down the front steps and rolled apart into the gutter. He sprang to his feet, waving his fists.
“Had enough?” he panted.
“You infernal bully!” I cried, as I gathered myself together.
At that moment a policeman appeared beside us, his notebook in his hand.
“What’s all this? You ought to be ashamed” said the policeman. “Well,” he insisted, turning to me, “what is it, then?”
“This man attacked me,” I said.
“Did you attack him?” asked the policeman.
The Professor breathed hard and said nothing.
“It’s not the first time, either,” said the policeman, severely. “You were in trouble last month for the same thing. Do you give him in charge,[22] sir?”
I softened.
“No,” said I, “I do not. It was my fault. He gave me fair warning.”
The policeman closed his notebook.
“Don’t let us have any more such goings-on,” he said and left.
The Professor looked at me, and there was something humorous in his eyes.
“Come in!” said he. “I’ve not done with you yet.”
I followed him into the house. The man-servant, Austin, closed the door behind us.
Chapter 4
It’s Just The Very Biggest Thing In The World
Hardly was it shut when Mrs. Challenger ran out of the dining-room. The small woman was furious.
“You brute, George!” she screamed. “You’ve hurt that nice young man.”
“Here he is, safe and sound.[23]”
“Nothing but scandals every week! Everyone hating and making fun of you. You’ve finished my patience. You, a man who should have been Regius Professor at a great University with a thousand students all respecting you. Where is your dignity, George? A ruffian… that’s what you have become!”
“Be good, Jessie.”
“A roaring bully!”
Challenger bellowed with laughter. Suddenly his tone altered.
“Excuse us, Mr. Malone. I called you back for some more serious purpose than to mix you up with our little domestic problems.” He suddenly gave his wife a kiss, which embarrassed me. “Now, Mr. Malone,” he continued, “this way, if you please.”
We re-entered the room which we had left so rapidly ten minutes before. The Professor closed the door carefully behind us, pointed at the arm-chair, and pushed a
in advance – заранее
to took one’s breath away – захватывать дух
I’ll not stand it! – Я этого не потерплю!
to do a Catharine-wheel – перекувырнуться «колесом»
Do you give him in charge? – Вы предъявляете ему обвинение?
safe and sound – цел и невредим