pollard chuckled. 'that's what they think down in the village. They know I'm a biologist and have a laboratory here, so it's a foregone conclusion with them that I'm doing vivisection of a specially dreadful nature. That's why the servants won't stay here at night.
'As a matter of fact,' he added, 'if they knew down in the village what I've really been working on they'd be ten times as fearful as they are now.'
'Are you trying to play the mysterious great scientist for our benefit?' Dutton demanded. 'If you are you're wasting time — I know you, stranger, so take off that mask.'
'That's right,' I told him. 'If you're trying to get our curiosity worked up you'll find we can scram you as neatly as we could five years ago.'
'Which scramming generally ended in black eyes for both of you,' he retorted. 'But I've no intention of working up your curiosity — as a matter of fact I asked you up here to see what I've been doing and help me finish it.'
'Help you?' echoed Dutton. 'What can we help you do — dissect worms? Some week-end, I can see right now!'
'There's more to this than dissecting worms,' Pollard said. He leaned back and smoked for a little time in silence before he spoke again.
'Do you two have any knowledge at all of evolution?' he asked.
'I know that it's a fighting word in some states,' I answered, 'and that when you say it you've got to smile, damn you.'
He smiled himself. 'I suppose you're aware of the fact, however, that all life on this earth began as simple uni-cellular protoplasm, and by successive evolutionary mutations or changes developed into its present forms and is still slowly developing?'
'We know that much — just because we're not biologists you needn't think we're totally ignorant of biology,' Button said.
'Shut up. Dutton,' I warned. 'What's evolution got to do with your work up here, Pollard?'
'It
He bent forward. 'I'll try to make this clear to you from the start. You know, or say you know, the main steps of evolutionary development. Life began on this earth as simple protoplasm, a jelly-like mass from which developed small protoplasmic organisms. From these developed in turn sea-creatures, land-lizards, mammals, by successive mutations. This infinitely slow evolutionary process has reached its highest point so far in the mammal man, and is still going on with the same slowness.
'This much is certain biological knowledge, but two great questions concerning this process of evolution have remained hitherto unanswered. First, what is the cause of evolutionary change, the cause of these slow, steady mutations into higher forms? Second, what is the future course of man's evolution going to be, what will be the forms into which in the future man will evolve, and where will his evolution stop? Those two questions biology has so far been unable to answer.'
Pollard was silent a moment and then said quietly, 'I have found the answer to one of those questions, and am going to find the answer to the other tonight.'
We stared at him. 'Are you trying to spoof us?' I asked finally.
'I'm absolutely serious, Arthur. I have actually solved the first of those problems, have found the cause of evolution.'
'What is it, then?' burst out of Dutton.
'What it has been thought by some biologists for years to be,' Pollard answered. 'The cosmic rays.'
'The cosmic rays?' I echoed. 'The vibrations from space that Millikan discovered?'
'Yes, the cosmic rays, the shortest wavelength and most highly penetrating of all vibratory forces. It has been known that they beat unceasingly upon the earth from outer space, cast forth by the huge generators of the stars, and it has also been known that they must have some great effect in one way or another upon the life of the earth.'
'I have proved that they do have such an effect, and that that effect is what we call evolution! For it is the cosmic rays, beating upon every living organism on earth, that cause the profound changes in the structure of those organisms which we call mutations. Those changes are slow indeed, but it is due to them that through the ages life has been raised from the first protoplasm to man, and is still being raised higher.'
'good loRd, you can't be serious on this. Pollard!' Dutton protested.
'I am so serious that I am going to stake my life on my discovery tonight,' Pollard answered, quietly.
We were startled. 'What do you mean?'
'I mean that I have found in the cosmic rays the cause of evolution, the answer to the first question, and that tonight by means of them I am going to answer the second question and find out what the future evolutionary development of man will bel'
'But how could you possibly—'
Pollard interrupted. 'Easily enough. I have been able in the last months to do something no physicist has been able to do, to concentrate the cosmic rays and yet remove from them their harmful properties. You saw the cylinder over the metal cube in my laboratory? That cylinder literally gathers in from an immense distance the cosmic rays that strike this part of earth, and reflects them down inside the cube.
'Now suppose those concentrated cosmic rays, millions of times stronger than the ordinary cosmic rays that strike one spot on earth, fall upon a man standing inside the cube. What will be the result? It is the cosmic rays that cause evolutionary change, and you heard me say that they are still changing all life on earth, still changing man, but so slowly as to be unnoticeable. But what about the man under those terrifically intensified rays? He will be changed millions of times faster than ordinarily, will go forward in hours or minutes through the evolutionary mutations that all mankind will go forward through in eons to come!'
'And you propose to try that experiment?' I cried.
'I propose to try it on myself,' said Pollard gravely, 'and to find out for myself the evolutionary changes that await humankind.'
'Why, it's insane!' Dutton exclaimed.
Pollard smiled. 'The old cry,' he commented. 'Never an attempt. has been made yet to tamper with nature's laws, but that cry has been raised.'
'But Dutton's right!' I cried. 'Pollard, you've worked here alone too long — you've let your mind become warped—' 'You are trying to tell me that I have become a little mad,' he I said. 'No, I am sane — perhaps wonderfully sane, in trying this.'
His expression changed, his eyes brooding. 'Can't you two sees what this may mean to humanity? As we are to the apes, so must the; men of the future be to us. If we could use this method of mine to take all mankind forward through millions of years of evolutionary development at one stride, wouldn't it be sane to do so?';
My mind was whirling. 'Good heavens, the whole thing is so crazy,' I protested. 'To accelerate the evolution of the human race? It seems somehow a thing forbidden.'
'It's a thing glorious if it can be done,' he returned, 'and I know that it can be done. But first one must go ahead, must travel on through stage after stage of man's future development to find out to which stage it would be most desirable for all mankind to be transferred. I know there is such an age.'
'And you asked us up here to take part in that?'
'Just that. I mean to enter the cube and let the concentrated rays whirl me forward along the paths of evolution, but I must have someone to turn the rays on and off at the right moments.'
'It's all incredible!' Dutton exclaimed. 'Pollard, if this is a joke it's gone far enough for me.'
For answer Pollard rose. 'We will go to the laboratory now,' he said simply. 'I am eager to get started.'
I cannot remember following Pollard and Dutton to the laboratory, my thoughts were spinning so at the time. It was not until we stood before the great cube from which the huge metal cylinder towered that I was aware of the reality of it all.
Pollard had gone into the dynamo-room and as Dutton and I stared wordlessly at the great cube and cylinder, at the retorts and flasks of acids and strange equipment about us, we heard the hum of motor-generators. Pollard came back to the switchboard supported in a steel frame beside the cube, and as he closed a switch there there came a crackling and the cylinder glowed with white light.
Pollard pointed to it and the big quartz-like disk in the cubical chamber's ceiling, from which the white force- shafts shot downward.
