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The Lost World
Arthur Conan Doyle
1912Conan Doyle's Professor Challenger adventure, prepared chapter by chapter from Project Gutenberg plaintext.
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Chapter 16 — CHAPTER XVI "A Procession! A Procession!" Central question How does the expedition finally re-enter the world of public proof? Main argument The closing movement turns the discoveries into portable...
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describing the monstrous three-eyed fish-lizards and the huge
water-snakes which inhabit this enchanted sheet of water. Next he
touched upon the Indians, and upon the extraordinary colony of
anthropoid apes, which might be looked upon as an advance upon the
pithecanthropus of Java, and as coming therefore nearer than any known
form to that hypothetical creation, the missing link. Finally he
described, amongst some merriment, the ingenious but highly dangerous
aeronautic invention of Professor Challenger, and wound up a most
memorable address by an account of the methods by which the committee
did at last find their way back to civilization.
"It had been hoped that the proceedings would end there, and that a
vote of thanks and congratulation, moved by Professor Sergius, of
Upsala University, would be duly seconded and carried; but it was soon
evident that the course of events was not destined to flow so smoothly.
Symptoms of opposition had been evident from time to time during the
evening, and now Dr. James Illingworth, of Edinburgh, rose in the
center of the hall. Dr. Illingworth asked whether an amendment should
not be taken before a resolution.
"THE CHAIRMAN: 'Yes, sir, if there must be an amendment.'
"DR. ILLINGWORTH: 'Your Grace, there must be an amendment.'
"THE CHAIRMAN: 'Then let us take it at once.'
"PROFESSOR SUMMERLEE (springing to his feet): 'Might I explain, your
Grace, that this man is my personal enemy ever since our controversy in
the Quarterly Journal of Science as to the true nature of Bathybius?'
"THE CHAIRMAN: 'I fear I cannot go into personal matters. Proceed.'
"Dr. Illingworth was imperfectly heard in part of his remarks on
account of the strenuous opposition of the friends of the explorers.
Some attempts were also made to pull him down. Being a man of enormous
physique, however, and possessed of a very powerful voice, he dominated
the tumult and succeeded in finishing his speech. It was clear, from
the moment of his rising, that he had a number of friends and
sympathizers in the hall, though they formed a minority in the
audience. The attitude of the greater part of the public might be
described as one of attentive neutrality.
"Dr. Illingworth began his remarks by expressing his high appreciation
of the scientific work both of Professor Challenger and of Professor
Summerlee. He much regretted that any personal bias should have been
read into his remarks, which were entirely dictated by his desire for
scientific truth. His position, in fact, was substantially the same as
that taken up by Professor Summerlee at the last meeting. At that last
meeting Professor Challenger had made certain assertions which had been
queried by his colleague. Now this colleague came forward himself with
the same assertions and expected them to remain unquestioned. Was this
reasonable? ('Yes,' 'No,' and prolonged interruption, during which
Professor Challenger was heard from the Press box to ask leave from the
chairman to put Dr. Illingworth into the street.) A year ago one man
said certain things. Now four men said other and more startling ones.
Was this to constitute a final proof where the matters in question were
of the most revolutionary and incredible character? There had been
recent examples of travelers arriving from the unknown with certain
tales which had been too readily accepted. Was the London Zoological
Institute to place itself in this position? He admitted that the
members of the committee were men of character. But human nature was
very complex. Even Professors might be misled by the desire for
notoriety. Like moths, we all love best to flutter in the light.
Heavy-game shots liked to be in a position to cap the tales of their
rivals, and journalists were not averse from sensational coups, even
when imagination had to aid fact in the process. Each member of the
committee had his own motive for making the most of his results.
('Shame! shame!') He had no desire to be offensive. ('You are!' and
interruption.) The corroboration of these wondrous tales was really of
the most slender description. What did it amount to? Some
photographs. {Was it possible that in this age of ingenious
manipulation photographs could be accepted as evidence?} What more?
We have a story of a flight and a descent by ropes which precluded the
production of larger specimens. It was ingenious, but not convincing.
It was understood that Lord John Roxton claimed to have the skull of a
phororachus. He could only say that he would like to see that skull.
"LORD JOHN ROXTON: 'Is this fellow calling me a liar?' (Uproar.)
"THE CHAIRMAN: 'Order! order! Dr. Illingworth, I must direct you to
bring your remarks to a conclusion and to move your amendment.'
"DR. ILLINGWORTH: 'Your Grace, I have more to say, but I bow to your
ruling. I move, then, that, while Professor Summerlee be thanked for
his interesting address, the whole matter shall be regarded as
'non-proven,' and shall be referred back to a larger, and possibly more
reliable Committee of Investigation.'
"It is difficult to describe the confusion caused by this amendment. A
large section of the audience expressed their indignation at such a
slur upon the travelers by noisy shouts of dissent and cries of, 'Don't
put it!' 'Withdraw!' 'Turn him out!' On the other hand, the
malcontents--and it cannot be denied that they were fairly
numerous--cheered for the amendment, with cries of 'Order!' 'Chair!'
and 'Fair play!' A scuffle broke out in the back benches, and blows
were freely exchanged among the medical students who crowded that part
of the hall. It was only the moderating influence of the presence of
large numbers of ladies which prevented an absolute riot. Suddenly,
however, there was a pause, a hush, and then complete silence.
Professor Challenger was on his feet. His appearance and manner are
peculiarly arresting, and as he raised his hand for order the whole
audience settled down expectantly to give him a hearing.
"'It will be within the recollection of many present,' said Professor
Challenger, 'that similar foolish and unmannerly scenes marked the last
meeting at which I have been able to address them. On that occasion
Professor Summerlee was the chief offender, and though he is now
chastened and contrite, the matter could not be entirely forgotten. I
have heard to-night similar, but even more offensive, sentiments from
the person who has just sat down, and though it is a conscious effort
of self-effacement to come down to that person's mental level, I will
endeavor to do so, in order to allay any reasonable doubt which could
possibly exist in the minds of anyone.' (Laughter and interruption.)
'I need not remind this audience that, though Professor Summerlee, as
the head of the Committee of Investigation, has been put up to speak
to-night, still it is I who am the real prime mover in this business,
and that it is mainly to me that any successful result must be
ascribed. I have safely conducted these three gentlemen to the spot
mentioned, and I have, as you have heard, convinced them of the
accuracy of my previous account. We had hoped that we should find upon
our return that no one was so dense as to dispute our joint
conclusions. Warned, however, by my previous experience, I have not
come without such proofs as may convince a reasonable man. As
explained by Professor Summerlee, our cameras have been tampered with
by the ape-men when they ransacked our camp, and most of our negatives
ruined.' (Jeers, laughter, and 'Tell us another!' from the back.) 'I
have mentioned the ape-men, and I cannot forbear from saying that some
of the sounds which now meet my ears bring back most vividly to my
recollection my experiences with those interesting creatures.'
(Laughter.) 'In spite of the destruction of so many invaluable
negatives, there still remains in our collection a certain number of
corroborative photographs showing the conditions of life upon the
plateau. Did they accuse them of having forged these photographs?' (A
voice, 'Yes,' and considerable interruption which ended in several men
being put out of the hall.) 'The negatives were open to the inspection
of experts. But what other evidence had they? Under the conditions of
their escape it was naturally impossible to bring a large amount of
baggage, but they had rescued Professor Summerlee's collections of
butterflies and beetles, containing many new species. Was this not
evidence?' (Several voices, 'No.') 'Who said no?'
"DR. ILLINGWORTH (rising): 'Our point is that such a collection might
have been made in other places than a prehistoric plateau.' (Applause.)
"PROFESSOR CHALLENGER: 'No doubt, sir, we have to bow to your
scientific authority, although I must admit that the name is
unfamiliar. Passing, then, both the photographs and the entomological
collection, I come to the varied and accurate information which we
bring with us upon points which have never before been elucidated. For
example, upon the domestic habits of the pterodactyl--'(A voice:
'Bosh,' and uproar)--'I say, that upon the domestic habits of the
pterodactyl we can throw a flood of light. I can exhibit to you from
my portfolio a picture of that creature taken from life which would
convince you----'
"DR. ILLINGWORTH: 'No picture could convince us of anything.'
"PROFESSOR CHALLENGER: 'You would require to see the thing itself?'
"DR. ILLINGWORTH: 'Undoubtedly.'
"PROFESSOR CHALLENGER: 'And you would accept that?'
"DR. ILLINGWORTH (laughing): 'Beyond a doubt.'
"It was at this point that the sensation of the evening arose--a
sensation so dramatic that it can never have been paralleled in the
history of scientific gatherings. Professor Challenger raised his hand
in the air as a signal, and at once our colleague, Mr. E. D. Malone,
was observed to rise and to make his way to the back of the platform.
An instant later he re-appeared in company of a gigantic negro, the two
of them bearing between them a large square packing-case. It was
evidently of great weight, and was slowly carried forward and placed in
front of the Professor's chair. All sound had hushed in the audience
and everyone was absorbed in the spectacle before them. Professor
Challenger drew off the top of the case, which formed a sliding lid.
Peering down into the box he snapped his fingers several times and was
heard from the Press seat to say, 'Come, then, pretty, pretty!' in a
coaxing voice. An instant later, with a scratching, rattling sound, a
most horrible and loathsome creature appeared from below and perched
itself upon the side of the case. Even the unexpected fall of the Duke
of Durham into the orchestra, which occurred at this moment, could not
distract the petrified attention of the vast audience. The face of the
creature was like the wildest gargoyle that the imagination of a mad
medieval builder could have conceived. It was malicious, horrible,
with two small red eyes as bright as points of burning coal. Its long,
savage mouth, which was held half-open, was full of a double row of
shark-like teeth. Its shoulders were humped, and round them were
draped what appeared to be a faded gray shawl. It was the devil of our
childhood in person. There was a turmoil in the audience--someone
screamed, two ladies in the front row fell senseless from their chairs,
and there was a general movement upon the platform to follow their
chairman into the orchestra. For a moment there was danger of a
general panic. Professor Challenger threw up his hands to still the
commotion, but the movement alarmed the creature beside him. Its
strange shawl suddenly unfurled, spread, and fluttered as a pair of
leathery wings. Its owner grabbed at its legs, but too late to hold
it. It had sprung from the perch and was circling slowly round the
Queen's Hall with a dry, leathery flapping of its ten-foot wings, while
a putrid and insidious odor pervaded the room. The cries of the people
in the galleries, who were alarmed