The Door in the Wall And Other Stories


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one might realize millions. Millions!"  
He paused and looked for my sympathy. His eyes shone  
hungrily. "To think," said he, "that I am on the verge of it all,  
and here!  
"I had," he proceeded, "about a thousand pounds when I was  
twenty-one, and this, I thought, eked out by a little teaching,  
would keep my researches going. A year or two was spent in study,  
at Berlin chiefly, and then I continued on my own account. The  
trouble was the secrecy. You see, if once I had let out what I was  
doing, other men might have been spurred on by my belief in the  
practicability of the idea; and I do not pretend to be such a  
genius as to have been sure of coming in first, in the case of a  
race for the discovery. And you see it was important that if I  
really meant to make a pile, people should not know it was an  
artificial process and capable of turning out diamonds by the ton.  
So I had to work all alone. At first I had a little laboratory,  
but as my resources began to run out I had to conduct my  
experiments in a wretched unfurnished room in Kentish Town, where  
I slept at last on a straw mattress on the floor among all my  
apparatus. The money simply flowed away. I grudged myself  
everything except scientific appliances. I tried to keep things  
going by a little teaching, but I am not a very good teacher, and  
I have no university degree, nor very much education except in  
chemistry, and I found I had to give a lot of time and labour for  
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