d it over, and gave an exclamation of surprise. There was a
full-page picture of the most extraordinary creature that I had ever
seen. It was the wild dream of an opium smoker, a vision of delirium.
The head was like that of a fowl, the body that of a bloated lizard,
the trailing tail was furnished with upward-turned spikes, and the
curved back was edged with a high serrated fringe, which looked like a
dozen cocks' wattles placed behind each other. In front of this
creature was an absurd mannikin, or dwarf, in human form, who stood
staring at it.
"Well, what do you think of that?" cried the Professor, rubbing his
hands with an air of triumph.
"It is monstrous--grotesque."
"But what made him draw such an animal?"
"Trade gin, I should think."
"Oh, that's the best explanation you can give, is it?"
"Well, sir, what is yours?"
"The obvious one that the creature exists. That is actually sketched
from the life."
I should have laughed only that I had a vision of our doing another
Catharine-wheel down the passage.
"No doubt," said I, "no doubt," as one humors an imbecile. "I confess,
however," I added, "that this tiny human figure puzzles me. If it were
an Indian we could set it down as evidence of some pigmy race in
America, but it appears to be a European in a sun-hat."
The Professor snorted like an angry buffalo. "You really touch the
limit," said he. "You enlarge my view of the possible. Cerebral
paresis! Mental inertia! Wonderful!"
He was too absurd to make me angry. Indeed, it was a waste of energy,
for if you were going to be angry with this man you would be angry all
the time. I contented myself with smiling wearily. "It struck me that
the man was small," said I.
"Look here!" he cried, leaning forward and dabbing a great hairy
sausage of a finger on to the picture. "You see that plant behind the
animal; I suppose you thought it was a dandelion or a Brussels
sprout--what? Well, it is a vegetable ivory palm, and they run to
about fifty or sixty feet. Don't you see that the man is put in for a
purpose? He couldn't really have stood in front of that brute and
lived to draw it. He sketched himself in to give a scale of heights.
He was, we will say, over five feet high. The tree is ten times
bigger, which is what one would expect."
"Good heavens!" I cried. "Then you think the beast was---- Why,
Charing Cross station would hardly make a kennel for such a brute!"
"Apart from
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