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AUTHENTIC SCIENCE FICTION orange colour with hydrogen peroxide. The yellow in that orange can be measured by a colourimeter and so determine the concentration of titanium. But if two grains of manganese be added for each c.c. of acid, there’s an effect that doesn’t tie in with the chromatic scale as we know it. It points to an entirely new conception of the nature of light—I think.” | “You think?” ) Tyler looked at him with anguish. “T thought. But now I don’t know what to think. Mr. Sweet, what is the colour of the carpet in the passage outside ?”’ Sweet regarded him thoughtfully, pulling his lower lip about and making his mouth look presentable—it must have been a life-long habit. “Please look and tell me. Reaily, it’s important.” Sweet shrugged. “If you say so.’ Grunting and breath- ing hard, he extricated himself _ from the chair and went to look outside the door. “I'd say it was fawn,” he said, returning. “So what?’ 52 “This morning it appeared to me to be a pale green,” said Tyler, in a low, flat voice. “What?” “It has been scarlet some- times. And other colours.”’ Sweet just stared at him, his eyelid flickering like a semaphore. “That’s why I couldn’t continue with the light and colour experiments,” said Tyler. “I can’t trust my eyes any more. It could be some physical degeneration in the foveal area of my retine, causing the cone-shaped cells to lose their proper form.” *“Then why don’t you go see ~ an oculist, little man ?”’ “Because he couldn’t tell me why a gramme weight on the pan of my _ chemical balance should suddenly start to weigh two grammes. Nor why a score of such lunatic things happen. Oh, it’s beyond bearing!”’ Tyler’s self-control broke. He gave a deep sob, and then lay back on the divan with his eyes closed. He lay very still. Presently: “When you’re through playing Sleeping Beauty, though miscast for comiclooks.conn