The Professor and His Family

           Onthe24thofMay,1863, myuncle,ProfessorLiedenbrock,rushedintohislittlehouse,No.19Königstrasse, oneoftheoldeststreetsintheoldestportionofthecityofHamburg. 

           Marthamusthaveconcludedthatshewasverymuchbehindhand, forthedinnerhadonlyjustbeenputintotheoven. 

           "Well,now,"saidItomyself,"ifthatmostimpatientofmenishungry, whatadisturbancehewillmake!" 

           "M.Liedenbrocksosoon!"criedpoorMarthaingreatalarm, halfopeningthedining-roomdoor. 

           "Yes,Martha;butverylikelythedinnerisnothalfcooked, foritisnottwoyet. SaintMichael’sclockhasonlyjuststruckhalf-pastone." 

           "Thenwhyhasthemastercomehomesosoon?" 

           "Perhapshewilltellusthathimself." 

           "Hereheis,MonsieurAxel;Iwillrunandhidemyselfwhileyouarguewithhim." 

           AndMartharetreatedinsafetyintoherowndominions. 

           Iwasleftalone. ButhowwasitpossibleforamanofmyundecidedturnofmindtoarguesuccessfullywithsoirascibleapersonastheProfessor? WiththispersuasionIwashurryingawaytomyownlittleretreatupstairs, whenthestreetdoorcreakeduponitshinges; heavyfeetmadethewholeflightofstairstoshake; andthemasterofthehouse,passingrapidlythroughthedining-room,threwhimselfinhasteintohisownsanctum. 

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