Then he murmured,
as his eyes lifted in an expression of something like
rapture. "In fact--ME."
He remained thus, motionless, without moving. We slipped
gently to our hands and knees and crawled quietly to the
door, and so down the stairs, our notebook in our teeth.
III WITH OUR GREATEST SCIENTIST
As seen in any of our College Laboratories
It was among the retorts and test-tubes of his physical
laboratory that we were privileged to interview the Great
Scientist. His back was towards us when we entered. With
characteristic modesty he kept it so for some time after
our entry. Even when he turned round and saw us his face
did not react off us as we should have expected.
He seemed to look at us, if such a thing were possible,
without seeing us, or, at least, without wishing to see us.
We handed him our card.
He took it, read it, dropped it in a bowlful of sulphuric
acid and then, with a quiet gesture of satisfaction,
turned again to his work.
We sat for some time behind him. "This, then," we thought
to ourselves (we always think to ourselves when we are
left alone), "is the man, or rather is the back of the
man, who has done more" (here we consulted the notes
given us by our editor), "to revolutionize our conception
of atomic dynamics than the back of any other man.
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