CHAPTER IVDimensional Possibilities
By mid-afternoon the girl was quite able to be up and about. Douglas’ examination satisfied him that the most modern of restoratives had done their work and that except for her peculiar eye trouble and the wig she was wearing until her hair grew again, she was about normal.
At three o’clock Brooks arrived, as immaculate and keen as if attending a science convention. From the expression on his leanly-cut face, he had been doing a good deal of thinking.
The girl herself was in difficulties, so she said. She seemed half afraid to walk about for fear she would fall through the floor. As she moved she dodged invisible objects at times. To the two men watching the effect was serio-comic.
“We’ll see what’s wrong anyway,” Douglas decided, leading the way int
