Undoubtedly the professor made a great discovery. But he was not
alone. He had a co-worker--the Rhamda. For reasons of his own the
Rhamda wishes to control the Blind Spot."
"Then the professor is in this Blind Spot?"
"We think so. At least it is our conjecture. We do not know."
"Then you don't think it trickery?"
"No, hardly. Harry, you know better than that. Can you imagine the
great doctor the dupe of a mere trickster? The professor was a man
of great science and was blessed with an almighty sound head. But
he had one weakness."
Hobart spoke up.
"What is it, Chick? I think I know what you mean. The old boy was
honest?"
"Exactly. He had been a scholar all his life. He taught ethics. He
believed in right. He practised his creed. When he came to the
crucial experiment he found himself dealing with a rogue. The
Rhamda helped him just so far; but once he had the professor in
his power it was not his purpose to release him until he was
secure of the Blind Spot."
"I see," I spoke. "The man is a villain. I think we can handle
him."
But Watson shook his head.
"That's just it, Harry! The man! If he were a man I could have
handled him in short order. That's what I thought at first. Don't
make any mistake. Don't try violence. That's the whole crux of the
difficulty. If he were only a man! Unfortunately, he is not."
"Not a man!" I exclaimed.
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