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Title: The Fifth-Dimension Tube

Author: William Fitzgerald Jenkins

Release Date: November 6, 2009 [EBook #30408]

Language: English

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This etext was produced from Astounding Stories January 1933.
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A Sequel to "The Fifth-Dimension Catapult"

[Illustration: _Evelyn swayed ... and the Thing moved!_]

By way of Professor Denham's Tube, Tommy and Evelyn invade
the inimical Fifth-Dimensional world of golden cities and
tree-fern jungles and Ragged Men.

The Fifth-Dimension Tube

_A Complete Novelette_

By Murray Leinster

CHAPTER I

_The Tube_

The generator rumbled and roared, building up to its maximum speed.
The whole laboratory quivered from its vibration. The dynamo hummed
and whined and the night silence outside seemed to make the noises
within more deafening. Tommy Reames ran his eyes again over the
power-leads to the monstrous, misshapen coils. Professor Denham bent
over one of them, straightened, and nodded. Tommy Reames nodded to
Evelyn, and she threw the heavy multiple-pole switch.

There was a flash of jumping current. The masses of metal on the floor
seemed to leap into ungainly life. The whine of the dynamo rose to a
scream and its brushes streaked blue flame. The metal things on the
floor flicked together and were a tube, three feet and more in
diameter. That tube writhed and twisted. It began to form itself into
an awkward and seemingly impossible shape, while metal surfaces
sliding on each other produced screams that cut through the din of the
motor and dynamo. The writhing tube strained and wriggled. Then there
was a queer, inaudible _snap_ and something gave. A part of the tube
quivered into nothingness. Another part hurt the eyes that looked upon
it.

And then there was the smell of burned