platform!"
"Oh, the platform!" Inga said.
Inga and Igor went to a giant wheel. With Igor pushing and Inga pulling, they began turning it. As it revolved, the table, with the doctor and the body aboard, started rising toward the skylight on a platform.
Lightning crashed!
Dr. Frankenstein, carried away, began to chant. "From that fateful day when stinking bits of slime first crawled from the sea and shouted to the cold stars-I am man!-our great dread has been the knowledge of our own mortality! But tonight we will hurl the gauntlet Science into the frightful face of Death! Tonight we shall ascend into the heavens; we shall mock the earthquake; we shall command the thunders and penetrate into the very womb of impervious nature herself!"
"You're sure we can get all that done in one night?" Igor asked .
"Yes, yes!" the doctor replied, as the platform rose higher and higher . "When I give the word, throw the switch!"
"You got it, master . "
The platform carrying the doctor and the body penetrated the opening. At that moment, there was a clap of thunder and a crash of lightning and the rain came pouring down.
"Go!" Dr. Frankenstein shouted.
Igor threw the first switch!
The laboratory came alive with arcing currents! They flashed, sizzled, exploded .
The doctor, drenched, shouted down again from the platform . "Throw the second switch!"
"This guy means business," Igor said to Inga . He threw the switch.
Thunder!
Lightning!
Flashes of electrical current danced wildly about the laboratory!
"The third switch!" the doctor bellowed from above.
"Not the third switch!" Igor begged.
"Throw it, I say! Throw it!"
Igor engaged the third switch .
From the platform, Dr. Frankenstein addressed the heavens. "Life! Life! Do you hear me! Give my creature life!"
The answer came in a succession of lightning crashes!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Dr. Frankenstein shouted down to Igor. "Everything off! Bring me down!"
Swiftly, Igor disengaged the switches . Immediately, the thundering and lightning ceased and the rain stopped . The flashes of electrical current fizzled out .
Igor and Inga hurried to the wheel and began turning it in the opposite direction, and down, down, down came the platform and the operating table and Dr . Frankenstein and the body. When the platform reached bottom, the doctor leaped off and snatched up a stethoscope and placed the receiver to the creature's chest. He listened intently. Then he sighed deeply and straightened.
"Nothing," he said dismally.
"Oh, Doctor!" Inga said, sharing his disappointment. "Well, at least we had the fireworks," Igor pointed out.
Tears formed in the doctor's eyes. But they did not fall. He forced them back, regaining control. "We must be of good cheer," he said bravely. "If science teaches us anything, it teaches us to accept our failures as well as our successes . . . with quiet dignity and grace . . ." He looked sorrowfully at the lifeless body. The tears brimmed in his eyes again. He tried to hold them back. But this time he broke. Screeching, he grabbed the creature by the throat. "Son of a bitch bastard!" he raged. "What did you do to me!"
"Doctor! No!" Inga pleaded . "Stop! You'll kill him!" Igor broke the doctor's hold on the creature's throat and dragged him away.
Dr. Frankenstein continued to shriek. "I've failed! I don't want to live! Do you hear me! I do not want to live!"
"Quiet dignity and grace . . ." Igor said to Inga, still struggling to get the doctor under control.
As Dr. Frankenstein continued to rave in his quiet and dignified way, little did he know that not far away, a meeting was taking place that held considerable import for him. At the Village Hall, which served as a children's playroom during the day, the village elders had gathered. Being elders, they were dressed in an elderly manner, wearing elders' broad-brimmed black hats and elders' shiny black gabardine suits. The chairs they were seated on spoiled the effect somewhat, however. They
"Oh, the platform!" Inga said.
Inga and Igor went to a giant wheel. With Igor pushing and Inga pulling, they began turning it. As it revolved, the table, with the doctor and the body aboard, started rising toward the skylight on a platform.
Lightning crashed!
Dr. Frankenstein, carried away, began to chant. "From that fateful day when stinking bits of slime first crawled from the sea and shouted to the cold stars-I am man!-our great dread has been the knowledge of our own mortality! But tonight we will hurl the gauntlet Science into the frightful face of Death! Tonight we shall ascend into the heavens; we shall mock the earthquake; we shall command the thunders and penetrate into the very womb of impervious nature herself!"
"You're sure we can get all that done in one night?" Igor asked .
"Yes, yes!" the doctor replied, as the platform rose higher and higher . "When I give the word, throw the switch!"
"You got it, master . "
The platform carrying the doctor and the body penetrated the opening. At that moment, there was a clap of thunder and a crash of lightning and the rain came pouring down.
"Go!" Dr. Frankenstein shouted.
Igor threw the first switch!
The laboratory came alive with arcing currents! They flashed, sizzled, exploded .
The doctor, drenched, shouted down again from the platform . "Throw the second switch!"
"This guy means business," Igor said to Inga . He threw the switch.
Thunder!
Lightning!
Flashes of electrical current danced wildly about the laboratory!
"The third switch!" the doctor bellowed from above.
"Not the third switch!" Igor begged.
"Throw it, I say! Throw it!"
Igor engaged the third switch .
From the platform, Dr. Frankenstein addressed the heavens. "Life! Life! Do you hear me! Give my creature life!"
The answer came in a succession of lightning crashes!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom! Boom!
Dr. Frankenstein shouted down to Igor. "Everything off! Bring me down!"
Swiftly, Igor disengaged the switches . Immediately, the thundering and lightning ceased and the rain stopped . The flashes of electrical current fizzled out .
Igor and Inga hurried to the wheel and began turning it in the opposite direction, and down, down, down came the platform and the operating table and Dr . Frankenstein and the body. When the platform reached bottom, the doctor leaped off and snatched up a stethoscope and placed the receiver to the creature's chest. He listened intently. Then he sighed deeply and straightened.
"Nothing," he said dismally.
"Oh, Doctor!" Inga said, sharing his disappointment. "Well, at least we had the fireworks," Igor pointed out.
Tears formed in the doctor's eyes. But they did not fall. He forced them back, regaining control. "We must be of good cheer," he said bravely. "If science teaches us anything, it teaches us to accept our failures as well as our successes . . . with quiet dignity and grace . . ." He looked sorrowfully at the lifeless body. The tears brimmed in his eyes again. He tried to hold them back. But this time he broke. Screeching, he grabbed the creature by the throat. "Son of a bitch bastard!" he raged. "What did you do to me!"
"Doctor! No!" Inga pleaded . "Stop! You'll kill him!" Igor broke the doctor's hold on the creature's throat and dragged him away.
Dr. Frankenstein continued to shriek. "I've failed! I don't want to live! Do you hear me! I do not want to live!"
"Quiet dignity and grace . . ." Igor said to Inga, still struggling to get the doctor under control.
As Dr. Frankenstein continued to rave in his quiet and dignified way, little did he know that not far away, a meeting was taking place that held considerable import for him. At the Village Hall, which served as a children's playroom during the day, the village elders had gathered. Being elders, they were dressed in an elderly manner, wearing elders' broad-brimmed black hats and elders' shiny black gabardine suits. The chairs they were seated on spoiled the effect somewhat, however. They
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