went over to Trans-Jordan on a university-sponsored mission.
I can guess what happened. Arnold would have been horrified at the natives' superstitions and he'd have tried to convert them to the primrose path of science and the atom. And he'd be out after one superstition in particular because I was the one who had told him all about it.
Arnold's probably recanting now and telling the natives that he was wrong and they were right but I don't think it will go over. Sometimes converts turn out to be more fanatical than the one who converts them. I wonder if they're torturing poor Arnold by drawing graphs and charts back at him by flickering candlelight.
My flashlight's dimming now and it's getting rather difficult to type. I can feel a chill in the office. Most of the office force has left to try to find their way home and I suppose I'll be leaving in a few minutes to try and find mine.
But it won't be easy.
You see, there was an eclipse of the Sun two hours ago and it's been black as pitch ever since.
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