Avon Fantasy Reader No. 9 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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5 f J = | ] radiated by your blue eyes and your socks. That red apple on the table would be the color of a grape to you. The grapes themselves might sunburn you with their ultra-violet radiation. And, to yourself, you would remain the Same as €ver, trousers, suspenders, and all. What is more, if there chanced to be another system whose fundamental, whose ‘matter-wave’ coincided with your own, you could perceive it, you would be a part of it, while to me it remained invisible. | “It is my theory, my hope, that the characteristics of true space are abso- lute, that wherever in our system space has so focused matter as to form the suns. and the planets all the myriad bodies of the many universes, it will focus in a similar manner the “matter-waves” of every plane. No natural law holds unmodified by circumstance, and I do not mean that in these other planes there will be a pebble where there is one here, or a duplicate of your- self in relatively the same position that you occupy, for, to my mind, such a situation would be absurd and even impossible. The generalities will be the same, a sun for a sun, perhaps a planet for a planet, but the lesser details will be almost inevitably different. If it is as I think, Jack, you, and later I, may don the suit that I have prepared, strap the little box containing the resonator to your waist, set the dials, press a button and step off. We will do it! : “On the other hand, if I am wrong, well, then “Then I am out of luck.” Our plans were soon made. I, with the tay-proof suit, impervious to the dangerous radiations, with the tiny, compact and delicate resonator, and with a second powerful beam resonator which would “step up” objects at a dis- tance of as much as a kilometer, would go ahead. If I found any system where I could stop safely, I would accordingly do so, and send back to the labora. tory, with the aid of my beam resonator, a platinum plate, engraved with the readings of my various dials. Then Doc, instructing the other lab assistants, would send on such equipment as I might need, following it in person. : 7 If, however, I could find no landing place, I was to continue through the vibrations until I was visible to Doc as a blob of yellow, then stop. If luck was with me, and I was able to hang relatively motionless in space, Doc could focus his own beam resonator on me and send me back to our own fundamental, provided, of course, that my resonator and other instruments would not work in reverse, and that the earth and, indeed, all the universe, did not whisk itself away into space when I stopped. Heaven help me if I should be refracted, though I should probably be light of a single color. At last the day set for the experiment came. Full details of past work and of the experiment itself were carefully stowed away in the vaults. Arrange- ments for the future, in case either or both of us should not return, were made, The chief assistants were instructed as to our system of signals, and how to reply to them with the aid of the spare beam resonator that we left behind. Finally, the very few scientists who could be persuaded to come 20 comircbooks-com