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Headlong Speed Upward Through the Horrors of Darkness

           ThehouseintheKönigstrasse,mypoordearGräuben,thatkindsoulMartha,flittedlikevisionsbeforemyeyes,andinthedismalmoaningswhichfromtimetotimereachedmyearsIthoughtIcoulddistinguishtheroarofthetrafficofthegreatcitiesuponearth.

           Myunclestillhadhiseyeuponhiswork.Torchinhand,hetriedtogathersomeideaofoursituationfromtheobservationofthestrata.Thiscalculationcould,atbest,bebutavagueapproximation;butalearnedmanisalwaysaphilosopherwhenhesucceedsinremainingcool,andassuredlyProfessorLiedenbrockpossessedthisqualitytoasurprisingdegree.

           Icouldhearhimmurmuringgeologicalterms.Icouldunderstandthem,andinspiteofmyselfIfeltinterestedinthislastgeologicalstudy.

           "Eruptivegranite,"hewassaying."Wearestillintheprimitiveperiod.Butwearegoingup,up,higherstill.Whocantell?"

           Ah!whocantell?Withhishandhewasexaminingtheperpendicularwall,andinafewmoreminuteshecontinued:

           "Thisisgneiss!hereismicaschist!Ah!presentlyweshallcometothetransitionperiod,andthen"

           WhatdidtheProfessormean?Couldhebetryingtomeasurethethicknessofthecrustoftheearththatlaybetweenusandtheworldabove?Hadheanymeansofmakingthiscalculation?No,hehadnottheaneroid,andnoguessingcouldsupplyitsplace.

           Stillthetemperaturekeptrising,andIfeltmyselfsteepedinabroilingatmosphere.Icouldonlycompareittotheheatofafurnaceatthemomentwhenthemoltenmetalisrunningintothemould.

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