The Devolutionist and the Emancipatrix by Homer Eon Flint
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"Is this planet larger or smaller than ours, Mr. Ernol?" "Larger. It will be a matter of millions of centuries before such beings as humans are evolved there." "How do we know these facts?" As though it were a signal, the entire class, with one accord, uttered a single word: "Runled!" And the doctor found his agent's eyes turned, together with those of every other student in the room, toward the portrait of a highly intellectual-looking man; it hung in the most conspicuous spot on the wall. "We must never forget," continued the man on the platform, "that, but for the explorations of this man and his space-boat, some eighty years ago, we should know very little. Can any one tell me why his explorations have never been repeated?" Two hands went up. The professor nodded to a girl seated next to the young fellow whom the doctor now knew as "Ernol." This girl spoke very clearly: "Because the expedition was extremely costly, and the commission has never been willing to appropriate enough to duplicate the work." "The commission's judgment is, of course, sound," commented the professor calmly. Then he signaled for a change in the picture, which had been showing, in rapid succession, glimpses of world after |
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