The difference of opinion touching1 the lights at the railway station on the night of the fatal accident, continued to create no small sensation. The jury turned nearly rampant2; vowing3 they'd not attend the everlastingly4 adjourned5 inquest, and wanting every time to return no verdict at all, say they could not, and have done with it. The coroner told them that was impossible; though he avowed6 that he did not see his way clearly out of it. But for being the responsible party, he would have willingly pitched the whole affair into the sea.
Over and over again did the public recount the circumstances one with another. When anybody could get hold of a stranger, hitherto in happy ignorance, he thought himself in luck, and went gushingly7 into all the details. It was a stock-in-trade for the local newspapers; and two of them entered on a sharp weekly controversy8 in regard to it. In truth, the matter, that is the conflict in the evidence, was most remarkable9. That one party should stand to it the lights were red, and that the other should maintain they were green, was astonishing from the simple fact that both sides were worthy10 of credit. In the earlier stage of the enquiry the coroner had significantly remarked upon the "hard swearing somewhere:" it seemed more of a mystery than ever on which side that reproach could attach to. The jury could arrive at no decision, and thus the inquest had been adjourned time after time, and now the county was getting tired of it. Cooper, meanwhile suspended from employment, stood a chance of being reduced to straits if it lasted much longer. The colonel and Oliver Jupp, who had become intimate, made rather merry over it when they met, each accusing the other of having "seen double;" but neither would give way an inch. The lawyers were confounded, and knew not which side to believe; neither of the two gentlemen had the slightest personal interest in the matter; they spoke11 to further the ends of justice alone, and the one and the other were alike worthy of credit.
Affairs were in this unsatisfactory state, when a gentleman arrived in the neighbourhood on a short sojourn12, a Dr. Macpherson, LL.D., F.R.S., and so on; about seventeen letters in all he could put after his name if he chose to do it. He was a man great in science, had devoted13 the most part of his life to it, no branch came amiss to him; he had travelled much and was renowned14 in the world. Amidst other acquirements he had phrenology at his fingers' ends, being as much at home in it as we poor unlearned mortals are in reading a newspaper; or as Mr. Lake was in making himself agreeable to a pretty woman.
They were staying at the "Rose Inn," at Guild15, this learned gentleman and his wife. Professor Macpherson (as he was frequently called) had come down on some mission connected with geology. He was a very wire of a man, tall and thin as a lamp-post, exceedingly near-sighted, even in his silver-rimmed spectacles that he constantly wore; a meek16, gentle, simple-minded man, whose coats and hats were threadbare, a very child in the ways of the world; as these excessively abstruse17 spirits are apt to be.
Mrs. Macpherson was in all respects his opposite: stout18 in figure, fine in dress, loud in speech; and keen in the affairs of common life. Good-hearted enough at the main, but sadly wanting in refinement19, Mrs. Macpherson rarely pleased at first; in short, not to mince20 the matter, she was undeniably vulgar. Mrs. Macpherson's education had not been equal to her merits; her early associations were not of the silver-fork school. She was a very pretty girl when Caleb Macpherson (not the great man he was now) married her; habit reconciles us to most things, and he had discovered no fault in her yet. That she made him a good wife was certain, and a very capable one.
This was the second visit Professor Macpherson had made to Guild. The first took place about half a dozen years ago, when he had come on a question of "pneumatics." He had then become acquainted with the Reverend Mr. Chester, not himself unlearned in science, and had spent several hours of three separate days at the rectory. James Chester had gone now where science probably avails not; Mrs. Chester had quitted the rectory; and it might have chanced that the acquaintanceship would never have been renewed but for an accidental meeting.
Mrs. Chester was walking quickly into Guild on an errand when she met him. He would have passed her; her style of dress was altered--and for the matter of that he always went (as his wife put it) mooning on, his head in the skies and looking at nobody. But Mrs. Chester stopped him. Except that he looked taller and thinner, and his coat a little more threadbare than of old, and his spectacles staring out straighter up at the clouds or at the far-off horizon, he was not altered.
"Have you forgotten me, Dr. Macpherson?"
It took the doctor some few minutes to bring himself and his thoughts down to the level of passing life. Mrs. Chester had to tell him who she was, and that she was now alone in the world. He took both her hands in his then, and spoke a few words of genuine sympathy, with the sorrowful look in his kind eyes, and the tone of true pity coming from his ever-open heart.
"You will come and call on me, will you not?" she asked, after telling him where she lived.
"I'll come this evening," he said, "and bring my wife. She's with me this time."
So Mrs. Chester went home and told Lady Ellis of the promised visit. That lady, who had been fit to die of weariness since the departure of Mr. Lake, welcomed it eagerly; on the principle that even an old professor with seventeen letters beyond his name was of the man species, and consequently better than nobody.
"I don't know his wife," spoke Mrs. Chester. "She is rather exclusive, most likely. The wife of a man who has made so much noise in the world may look down upon us."
Lady Ellis raised her black eyebrows21 and had a great mind to tell Mrs. Chester to speak for herself; she was not accustomed to be looked down upon.
"Does the wife wear a threadbare gown?" she asked, having heard the description of the professor's coats.
"Very likely," said Mrs. Chester. "She need not, you know; they are rich."
"Rich, are they?"
"Very rich--now. In early life they had to pinch and screw, and live without a servant. Dr. Macpherson told us about it."
"He is not above confessing it, then?"
"He!" Mrs. Chester laughed. The simple professor, being "above" confessing anything of that sort, was a ludicrous idea. She attempted to describe him as he was.
"My dear Lady Ellis, you can have no notion of his simplicity--his utter unworldliness. In all that relates to learning and that sort of thing he is of the very keenest intellect; sharp; but in social life he is just a child. He would respect a woman who has to wash up her dishes herself just as much as he would if she kept ten servants to do it for her. I don't believe he can distinguish any difference."
"Oh!" concluded Lady Ellis, casting a gesture of contempt on the absent and unconscious professor.
Dr. Macpherson meanwhile, immediately after parting with Mrs. Chester, put his hand in his pocket for his case of gradients--or whatever the name might be--and found he had not got it. To go geologizing or botanizing without it would have been so much waste of time, and he turned back to the "Rose." It was well for the evening visit that he did so; but for telling his wife at once while it was fresh in his head, they had never paid it; for the professor would have forgotten all about it in half an hour.
Mrs. Macpherson sat fanning herself at the window. She was a stout woman, comely24, red-faced, and jolly; and the fire was large, throwing out a great heat. Her face and that of her pale thin husband's presented a very contrast. She wore a bright green silk gown, garnished25 with scarlet26, and scarlet bows in her rich lace cap.
"I forgot my case, Betsy," said he, on entering.
"'Twouldn't be you, prefessor, if you didn't forget some'at," returned she, equably. "For a man who has had his head filled with learning, you be the greatest oaf I know."
Accustomed to these compliments from his wife--meekly receiving them as his due--Dr. Macpherson took up his case, a thick pocket-book apparently27, the size of a small milestone28. He then mentioned his meeting with Mrs. Chester, and the promised evening visit, which was received favourably29.
"It'll be a godsend," said Mrs. Macpherson. "With you over them writings of yours, and me a-nodding asleep, the evenings here is fearful dull. Is the invite for tea and supper?"
Rather a puzzling question. Tea and supper were so little thought of by the professor, that but for his wife he might never have partaken of either; and he had to consider for some moments before he could hit upon any answer.
"I don't think it is, Betsy; I only said I'd call."
"Oh!" returned Mrs. Macpherson, ungraciously, for she liked good cheer,--"It'll hardly be worth going for. It's not a party, then?"
The professor supposed not. On these matters of social intercourse30 his ideas were always misty31. He remembered that Mrs. Chester said she had a Lady Ellis visiting her, and mentioned the fact.
Mrs. Macpherson brightened up. "A Lady Ellis! Are you sure?"
"Yes; I think I'm sure."
"Well now, Caleb, you look here. We must go properly," said Mrs. Macpherson. "I never was brought into contract with a real live lady in my life; I haven't never had the chance of saying 'your ladyship,' except in sport. We'll have out a chaise and pair, and, drive up in it."
Had she proposed to drive up in a chaise and eight, it would have been all one to the professor. Conscious of his own deficiency on the score of sociality (not sociability) and fashion, he had been content this many a year to leave these things to her.
They arrived at Mrs. Chester's about seven. The chaise and pair rattled32 up to the gate; but as it was dark night, the pomp of the arrival could not be seen from within, and the gilt33 was taken off the gingerbread. It happened that Mr. Lake had come over that afternoon--a rather frequent occurrence--and Mrs. Chester had asked him to stay and see the strangers. He and Lady Ellis were at their usual game, chess, and Mrs. Chester was at work close by, when the visitors were announced by Nanny, the names having been given her by the lady--
"Professor and Mrs. Macpherson."
He came in first--the long, thin, absorbed, self-denying man, in his threadbare frock-coat. Mrs. Macpherson had left off fighting against these coats long ago. She ordered him in new ones in vain. As soon as one came home, he would put it on unconsciously, utterly34 unable to distinguish between that and his old one, and go to his work in it: "his chemical tests, and his proofs, and all that rubbish," as she was in the habit of saying. Somehow he had a knack35 of wearing his coats out incredibly quick, or else the poisons and the fires did it for him. In a week the new one would be as bad as the rest--shabby and threadbare. Mrs. Macpherson grew tired at last. "After all, it don't much matter," was her final conclusion, in pardonable pride. "Good coat or bad coat, he's Prefessor Macpherson." His scanty36 dark hair was brushed smoothly37 across his head, his brown eyes, shining through his spectacles, went kindly38 out in search of Mrs. Chester, who advanced to receive him.
"My wife, ma'am; Mrs. Macpherson."
Mrs. Macpherson came in--a ship in full sail. She had dressed herself to go into the presence of a real live lady. She did not travel without her attire39, if he did. The forgetful man was apt to start on a journey with nothing but what he stood up in; she took travelling trunks.
An amber40 satin gown with white brocade flowers on it, white lace shawl, and small bonnet41 with nodding bird-of-paradise feather, white gloves, flaxen hair. Lady Ellis simply stared while the introductions were gone through and seats were taken. Mrs. Macpherson was free and unreserved in her conversation with strangers, concealing42 nothing.
"I was as glad as anything when the prefessor said we were coming here for a call this evening," she remarked to Mrs. Chester. "Not knowing a soul in the place, it's naturally dull for me; and we shall have to stop a week at it, I b'lieve."
"You were not with Dr. Macpherson last time, when I and my late husband had the pleasure of making his acquaintance," observed Mrs. Chester, surreptitiously regarding the bird-of-paradise.
"Not I," answered Mrs. Macpherson. "If I went about always with him, I should have a life of it. What with his geographies, and his botanies, and his astronomies, and his chemistries, and his social sciences, and the meetings he has to attend in all parts of the globe, and the country excursions the societies make in a body, he is not much at home."
"This is only the second visit he has paid to Guild, I think?"
"That's all. It's geology this time; last time it was--Prefessor, what's the name of the thing you were down here for last?" broke off Mrs. Macpherson.
"Pneumatics," he answered, looking lovingly at the child, Fanny Chester, and a bit of heath she was showing him.
"Eumatics," repeated Mrs. Macpherson. "Not that I can ever understand what it means. The name's hard enough, let alone the thing itself."
Perhaps the other ladies were in the same blissful ignorance. Mr. Lake checkmated his adversary43, left her to put up the men, and went over to the professor.
Before tea came in they were out in the garden peering about by starlight, the remains44 of an old Roman wall there, that Mr. Lake happened to mention, keenly exciting the interest of the professor. Mrs. Macpherson was invited to take off her things, and she threw the handsome white shawl aside; but having brought no cap, the bird-of-paradise retained its place. This much might be said for her, that though addicted45 to very gay clothes, they were always rich and good. Mrs. Macpherson would have worn nothing poor or tawdry.
"How fond they are of these miserable46 bits of things--pieces of an old wall, strata47 of earth, wild plants, and such rubbish!" exclaimed Lady Ellis, with acrimony, inwardly vexed48 that Mr. Lake should have gone out a-roving.
"Rubbish it is--your ladyship's right," spoke Mrs. Macpherson. "Leastways, so it seems to us: but when folks have gifted minds, as the prefessor has, why perhaps they can see beauties in 'em that's hid to us others."
Not very complimentary49 on the whole; but Lady Ellis did not choose to see it.
"Of course," she said, "your husband is wonderfully clever; he has a world-wide fame. I heard of him in India."
"Clever on one side, a gander on t'other," said Mrs. Macpherson.
"A gander?"
"Well, you'd not say a goose, I suppose. In his sciences and his ologies, and his chemicals and his other learnings, why he's uncommon51; there's hardly his equal, the public says. But take him in the useful things of life, your ladyship, and see what he's good for. Law bless me!"
"Not for much, I suppose," laughed Mrs. Chester.
"I'd be bound that any child of seven would have more sense. But for me helping52 him to it, he'd never have a meal; no, I don't believe, as I'm an honest woman, that he'd recollect53 to sit down to one. When he's away from me, he, as I tell him, goes in for trying to live upon air."
"Do you mean that he really tries to see if he can live upon it?"
"Bless you, no. He must know he couldn't. What I mean is, that he neglects his food--either forgets it out and out, or does not find time to sit down to it. And then his clothes! Look at the coat he has got on now."
Neither of the two ladies having particularly noticed the coat, they could not make much answering comment. Mrs. Macpherson, fond of talking, did not wait for any.
"I wonder sometimes what would become of him, and how long he would wear a coat, but for being looked after. Why, till it dropped off his back. I have to put every earthly thing ready for him--even to a pocket-handkercher--and then he can't see them. I used to let him have a chest of drawers to himself, handkerchers in one, gloves and collars in another, shirts in a third, and so on. He'd want, let's say, a necktie. Every individual thing would be taken out of every drawer, nicked over, thrown on the floor, and he in quite a state of agitation54. Up I'd go, and show it to him. There it would be, staring him in the face, right under his very eyes."
"And he not seeing it?"
"Never. I soon left off letting him have the control of his own drawers. I give him one now, and lock up the rest, so that he has to call me when he wants things. He'll have his spectacles on his nose and be looking after them; his hand might be touching the ink, and he'd not see it. Ah! One might wonder why such useless mortals were born."
"But the professor is so kind and good," observed Mrs. Chester.
"I didn't say he wasn't; I'm not complaining of him," returned the professor's lady, giving a nod to the bird-of-paradise. "One tells these things as one would tell stories of a child that's not responsible for its actions. His brains are too clever, you know, for ordinary life. Thank ye, ma'am; I like it pretty sweet. There again, in the small matter of sugar: put the cup half full, or put in none at all, and it's all one to the prefessor; he'd never notice the difference."
"I once knew a very clever but very absent man who went to a wedding in his slippers," said Lady Ellis, leaning back in her armchair and speaking languidly for the benefit of the lady opposite. "He had forgotten to put his boots on."
"That's nothing; your ladyship should live for a month with Prefessor Macpherson. I've quaked in fear before now of seeing him go out without----worse things than boots."
Mrs. Chester laughed; and what further revelations might have been made were put an end to by the entrance of the professor himself and Mr. Lake. They came in talking eagerly, not of the Roman wall, but of the late fatal railway accident. Mr. Lake was giving him the details, and especially those relating to the conflicting nature of the evidence. As soon as Dr. Macpherson had mastered the particulars, he gave it as his opinion that it must be a case of colour-blindness.
"Of colour-blindness?" echoed Mr. Lake.
"Rely upon it, it is a case of colour-blindness on one side or the other," continued the professor, who was now showing himself in his element, the keen man of science, the sensible, sound-judging reasoner. And so well did he proceed to argue the matter, so aptly and clearly did he lay the case before them, that Mr. Lake was half converted; and it was decided55 that the theory should be followed up.
On the next day the professor was brought into contact with Colonel West and Oliver Jupp, Mr. Lake having arranged a meeting at his own house. One or two friends were also present. The subject was entered upon, and the professor's opinion given. Oliver Jupp believed he might be right; the colonel was simply astonished at the assertion.
"Not know colours!" cried he. "Not able to tell white from black! Why, what have our eyes been about all our lives, Mr. Professor? My sight is keen and clear; I can answer for that; and I've not heard that there's anything amiss with Mr. Oliver Jupp's."
"It has nothing whatever to do with a keen sight--in the way you are thinking of," returned Dr. Macpherson. "Nay56, it frequently happens that those who are afflicted57 with colour-blindness possess a remarkably58 good and clear sight. The defect is not in the vision: it lies in the absence of the organ of colour."
"That's logic," laughed the colonel, who had never heard of such a theory, and did not believe many others had.
"Look here," said the professor, endeavouring to put the case in an understandable light "You will allow that men are differently endowed. One man will have the gift of calculation in an eminent59 degree; he will go through a whole ledger60 swimmingly, while his friend by his side is labouring at a single column of it: another will possess the organ of music so largely that he will probably make you a second Mozart; but his own brother can't tell one tune61 from another, and could not learn to play if his very life depended on it: this man will draw you, untaught, plans and buildings of wondrous62 and beautiful design; that one, who has served his stupid apprenticeship63 to the art, cannot accomplish a pigsty64 fit for a civilized65 pig to live in--and so I might go on, illustrating66 examples all. Am I right or wrong?" he concluded, turning his spectacles full on his attentive67 listeners.
"Right," they all said, including Colonel West.
"Very well," resumed the professor. "Then I would ask you, gentlemen, why should colour be an exception? I mean the capability68 of perceiving it; the faculty69 of distinguishing one shade from another?"
There was no immediate23 answer. The professor went on.
"This brain is totally deficient70 in the organ of tune; that one is deficient in some other faculty; a third in something else: why should not the organ of colour sometimes fail?"
"I thought everybody possessed71 the organ of colour," observed Mr. Lake.
"The greater portion of people do possess it; but there are many who do not."
Colonel West, unconvinced, was rather amused than otherwise. "And you think, sir, that I and Mr. Oliver Jupp do not possess it," he said, laughing.
"Pardon me," replied the professor, laughing also, "I never said you both did not. Had that been the case, you probably would not have been in opposition72 to each other. But I have been using my own eyes since we stood here, and I see which of you has the defect. One of you possesses the organ of colour (as we call it) in a full degree; the other does not possess it at all. It lies here."
Dr. Macpherson raised his fingers to his eyebrow22, and pointed73 out a spot near its middle. The colonel and Oliver Jupp immediately passed their fingers over their eyebrows, somewhat after the manner of a curious child. Oliver's eyebrows were prominent; the colonel's remarkably flat.
"You can testify by experiment whether I am right or wrong, Colonel West; but I give it as my opinion that you are not able to distinguish colours."
For some moments the colonel could not find his tongue. "I never heard of such a thing in all my life!" cried he. "Do you mean to say that I can see the blue sky" (turning his face upwards), "and not know it's blue?"
"You know it is blue, and call it blue, because you have heard it so called all your life," returned the undaunted professor. "But, if half the sky were blue and half green, you would not be able to say which was the green half and which the blue."
"That caps everything," retorted the colonel, in high good-humour. "It's a pity my wife can't hear this; she'd shake hands with you at once. She has, you must know, a couple of garden parasols: one green, the other blue. If she sends me indoors for the green, she says I bring her the blue; and if for the blue, I bring the green. She sets it down to inattention, and lectures me accordingly."
"You could not have given us a better confirmation74 that my opinion is correct," said Professor Macpherson, glancing at the group around. "Your wife has set this down to inattention, you say, colonel. May I ask what you have set it down to?"
"I? Not to anything. I never troubled myself to think about it."
The learned gentleman rubbed his hands with satisfaction. "What you acknowledge is so true to nature, colonel! Those who, like you, are affected75 with colour-blindness, can rarely be brought to believe in their own defect. It is a fact that the greater portion of them are not conscious of it; they really don't know that they cannot distinguish colours. Some few have perhaps a dim idea that they are not so quick in that particular as others, but they never think of questioning the cause. To use your own expression, it does not trouble them. I understand you maintain that on the night of the accident the usual light was up--green?"
"Yes," said the colonel. "They exhibit the green light always at Coombe Dalton station, to enforce caution, on account of the nasty turning just after passing it. I maintain, as you say, that the customary green light was shown that night."
"Now I will tell you how to account for that belief;" said the professor. "It was not so much that you could be sure the green light was up, as that you could not distinguish any difference between the one you saw, and the one you were accustomed to see. You could not discern the difference, I say, and therefore you maintained it to be, as you believed, the same one--the green."
"This seems plausible76 enough, as you state it," acknowledged Colonel West, at length. "But pray why should it not be my young friend, Jupp, who was mistaken--and not I?"
The professor shook his head. "I am quite sure that this gentleman"--indicating Oliver Jupp--"can never be mistaken in colours or in their shades, so long as he retains his eyesight to see anything: he has the organ very largely developed. I am right, colonel," he added, nodding.
"But what do you say to Cooper, the driver?" returned the colonel. "He says the light was green: and everybody agrees that he would only assert what was true."
"What he thought was true," corrected Dr. Macpherson. "There is little doubt, in my mind, that Cooper's case will turn out to be like your own--a fact of colour-blindness. He could not distinguish the difference in the light from the ordinary light, and therefore believed it to be the same."
"Both of us blind!" exclaimed the colonel, with wide-open eyes. "That would be too good, Mr. Professor."
"I said only colour-blind," corrected the professor. "There is not the least doubt that it will turn out to be so."
And he carried the opinions of nearly all present with him. It seemed, indeed, to be the only feasible solution of the difficulty; and so the gentlemen said to each other as they dispersed77.
"I promised to take you in to see my wife," whispered Mr. Lake to the man of science, arresting him as he was departing.
Clara was sitting in an easy-chair, a shawl on her shoulders; but she looked up brightly when the professor entered. If the old feeling of secure happiness had not come back again, a portion of it had; and she said to everybody that she was getting well. Mary Jupp was with her. They had felt half scared at the thought of encountering familiarly so renowned a man. He turned out to be a very shy and simple one--in manners, at least; and Miss Jupp, in the revulsion of relieved feeling, nearly talked him deaf.
"She's a pretty thing, that young man's wife," observed the professor to Mrs. Macpherson, when he had got back to Guild. "But I'd not like to take an insurance on her life."
"I never knew you had turned doctor, prefessor."
"It does not require a doctor's eye to see when a blossom's delicate, Betsy. And those delicate blossoms want a vast deal of care."
The strange opinion avowed by Dr. Macpherson, that the matter which had been puzzling the world so long, would turn out to be a case of colour-blindness, excited the wonder of the simple country people. In these rural districts men are content to live without science, and cannot well understand it when it is brought home to them. This opinion, nevertheless, coming from so great an authority, obtained weight with all, causing some commotion78; and it was resolved to test the sight of the unfortunate driver, Cooper. Colonel West proposed, half jokingly, half seriously, that his own eyes should also be tested. It would set the matter at rest in his mind, he said. Mrs. West devoutly79 wished she could be present, and see the solution of what had been hitherto inexplicable80. "I'd used to tell that husband of mine he couldn't see colours," she exclaimed to a select audience, "but I didn't really suppose it was so; I thought he was careless and stupid."
On the evening fixed81 for the test, those concerned in it assembled at the station of Coombe Dalton. Matthew Cooper came from Katterley in obedience82 to the summons sent for him. Colonel West, Mr. Lake, Oliver Jupp, the coroner, and some of the jury were present: and others also with whom we have had nothing to do.
The instant that Professor Macpherson cast his eyes on Cooper's face, he found his anticipation83 verified. The man laboured under the defect of colour-blindness, in even a greater degree than Colonel West.
They proceeded to the trial. Lamps of various colours were in readiness, and the Professor was constituted master of the ceremonies. He commenced his task by running up a light to the signal-post. Colonel West and Cooper stood a little forward; the coroner and other interested people, official and otherwise, behind; the mob behind them; all at a convenient distance from the lights.
"What light is that?" asked Dr. Macpherson of the two who were on trial, amidst breathless silence.
A momentary84 pause. Colonel West and Cooper turned their eyes up to the raised lamp; the crowd turned theirs.
"It's green," said the colonel.
"It's red," said Cooper.
And there arose a general laugh. For the lamp was blue.
Two lamps were next run up.
"What are they?" was the demand
A dead silence ensued. Neither Cooper nor the colonel could tell.
"I ask what are the colours of these two lamps?" repeated the professor.
"I think they are green and white," hazarded Cooper, at length.
"And I say they are red and blue," cried the colonel.
They were white and blue.
Then the four lamps were exhibited, green, red, white, and blue, and the mistakes made by both essayists kept the platform in a roar. The colonel did tell which was the white--but it was probably more of a guess than a certainty. They could distinguish a "difference," they said, between two or more colours when exhibited at once, but were unable to state what that difference was. Both of them were honestly anxious that the test should be fully50 carried out, and answered to the utmost of their ability. Various colours were exhibited, sometimes two of nearly the same shade: it all came to the same. Long before the experiment came to an end, the fact had been fully established that both Colonel West and Matthew Cooper laboured under the defect of colour-blindness.
"Cooper," said Oliver Jupp, in a good-natured tone, "they must never make an engine-driver of you again."
"Well, I don't know, sir," returned Cooper, who seemed very chapfallen, "if it's true what this strange gentleman says, why--I suppose it is true. But I hope they'll make something else of me; I know I am keen enough at most things. If a man is deficient in one line, he may be all the quicker in another."
"Now you have given utterance85 to a truism, without perhaps knowing it," interposed the professor, cheerily. "Be assured that where a defect does exist, it is amply made up for by the largeness of some other gift. Never fear that an intelligent man, like you, will want employment, because you are found not suited to the one they placed you on."
"About the worst they could have given him, as it turns out," remarked Oliver Jupp, as he stood aside with the professor out of the hearing of others. "An engine-driver ought, of all men, to be able to distinguish colours."
"There are some of our engine-drivers who do not, though," was the reply, as the professor cautiously lowered his voice. "Several of our worst accidents have occurred from this very fact."
"Do you think so?"
"I know it. It is a more frequent defect than would be thought, this absence of the organ of colour, but it is one to which little attention has been hitherto given; a subject that with some excites ridicule86. A company engaging an engine-driver would as soon think of testing his capacity for eating a good dinner, as that of being able to distinguish signal lights. Most essentially87 necessary is it, though, that drivers, present or future, should undergo the examination."
"It seems so to me," said Oliver. "And always will seem so--after this night's experiment."
"And until such examination is made general, I should change the form of the signal lamps," remarked Dr. Macpherson. "Let the safety signal be of one uniform shape, and small; let the red, or danger signal, be of as different a shape as can be made, and large; so different that it could never fail to catch the eye. For, look you, a head deficient in the organ of colour will usually have that of form very much developed: and if a driver could not see the light, he might the form: and so save his train."
"Quite right," said. Oliver.
"In many of the railway calamities88 we read of, you find that a difference of testimony89 exists as to the colour of the signal exhibited. One side or the other is supposed to swear falsely; just as it has been in this case. But for the testimony of Colonel West, the jury would have returned a verdict against Cooper at once, and convicted him of falsehood. But rely upon it, the cause, generally speaking, of these conflicting and painful cases lies not in false swearing, but in colour-blindness."
So concluded the professor. And so was concluded the long-adjourned puzzle that had set Coombe Dalton together by the ears. Once more the inquest was called for the last time; and the jury returned a verdict of "Accidental death." In the face of the proved defect in Cooper's capacity for distinguishing the different signals, how could they with justice punish him? He was sent forth90, a free man so far, but discharged from his employment to begin the world again.
Now, my friendly readers, the above is a bit of honest truth; a fact from the past. It may be that you will not believe it; may feel inclined to cavil91 at it. But search cases out and mark for yourselves. Blindness to colour is a far more common defect than the world suspects: it has existed--and does exist--in some of the railway-engine guards and drivers.
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controversy
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spoke
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sojourn
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renowned
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guild
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meek
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abstruse
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refinement
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mince
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eyebrows
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eyebrow
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immediate
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comely
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scarlet
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apparently
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milestone
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favourably
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intercourse
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misty
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rattled
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gilt
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utterly
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knack
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scanty
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amber
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bonnet
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concealing
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adversary
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remains
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addicted
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miserable
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strata
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vexed
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| adj.争论不休的；（指问题等）棘手的；争论不休的问题；烦恼的v.使烦恼( vex的过去式和过去分词 )；使苦恼；使生气；详细讨论 | |
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complimentary
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uncommon
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helping
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recollect
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agitation
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decided
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nay
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afflicted
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remarkably
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eminent
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ledger
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tune
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wondrous
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apprenticeship
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pigsty
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civilized
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illustrating
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attentive
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capability
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faculty
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deficient
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possessed
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opposition
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pointed
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confirmation
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affected
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plausible
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dispersed
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commotion
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devoutly
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inexplicable
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obedience
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anticipation
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momentary
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utterance
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ridicule
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essentially
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calamities
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testimony
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cavil
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