Evening star., 1908-12-13
The Fourth Dimension
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aware that I'm being taken out. and she insists
coming with Says they didn't give her
the usual two weeks notice"
Don't pay any attention to her" advised
the professor.
Did you ever have your leg pulled by
Never! hastily lnterjected Fosterberg,
"Then don't TALK snapped the voice
"There's fifty of the gang here now watching.
They sat for twenty minutes this time, and
the shape seemed to cohere with wonderful
rapidity 1t was now possible to see the spinal
column of Horace, and gradually his ribs and
leg bones came into view. Soon these clothed
themselves with a heshly covering, and then
the whole frame solidified with rush. Pro-
fessor Horace Hazeltine leaped from the chair
whole man.
DEFECTIVE MULROONEY looked at him
- closely; so closely that Professor Hazel
tine noted the glare and turned to him.
What are you staring at?'' he demanded,
MulrooneT. grunted suspiciously. Sure
you're Horace Hazeltine?' he asked.
Sure? Of course I'm sure"
Is he the real guy2" asked the detective
turning to Professor Fosterberg
Unquestionably' said the latter with
decision.
He is, eh?" commented Mulrooney
"Say!" he continued to the returned voyager.
put your hands behind your back a minute"
Professor Hazeltine complied with some
wonderment.
"Nowi" continued Mulrooney triumphant1y
(Which finger Joint have you got missin'?"
The upper JOINT of the first finger on the
left hand" replied the professor pror:'ntly:.
Did you have a mole!" went the de-
teCtive ruthlessly.
"Yes. On my right cheek
SIS that so?" commented Mulrooney iron-
cally. Then maybe you'll not mind tellin'
me what you re doin' with the top joint of the
right finger missin'' and mole on your left
Professor Hazeltine gasped, looked at his
hands. and hurried to the mirror 1t was true.
and he groaned. He turned to Professor Fos-
terberg.
"Quick.' he said. pulling open his waistcoat.
"Feeli Which side is my heart?"
Professor Fosterberg felt and after some
pursuit finally located that organ the right
side. When he announced this fact, Professor
Hazeltine sank into chair.
Reversed" he moaned. Reversed in the
fourth dimension. My looks will be gone for
ever!"
"Fudge!" said Detective Sergeant Null
rooney. Your looks! Why, YOU look like one
o them before takin'' signs for pale people.
Come on, Birdy!" he finished, shaking Madam
Claire until she awoke from her trance. It's
back to Brooklyn for you. an that S worse than
any fourth dimension. So long folks"
And he stumped down the stairs with his
charge and went off across the quadrangle.
7 ATE that evening the dean softly opened
the door of Professor Hazeltine's study
and entering softly closed it again. He held
up his finger and laid it on his lips and carefully
drew UP chair. Then he shook hands with
the professor.
II have come" he said in whisper. to in
quire if you know how your projection into the
fourth dimension was accomplished
dol" said Professor Hazeltine fervently
"And it is matter with which propose to ex-
pertinent no more
But you could confde the secret to-er-to
some one else. suggested the dean meaningly
"Oh. yes" said Professor Hazeltine softly,
with strange gleam in his eyes,
A look of hope dawned on the face of the
dean, and he leaned forward and whispered in
the others ear. Professor Hazeltine grinned
and nodded his head, and reaching out his hand
toward the lamp plunged the room in darkness
That night Mrs Whipple Disappeared
THE END