flatland-第18章
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I。 Your Lordship must be aware that such facts touching the belongings of his humble servant might be easily ascertained by any one in the neighbourhood possessing your Lordship's ample means of obtaining information。
STRANGER。 （TO HIMSELF。） What must I do？ Stay； one more argument suggests itself to me。 When you see a Straight Line your wife； for example how many Dimensions do you attribute to her？
I。 Your Lordship would treat me as if I were one of the vulgar who； being ignorant of Mathematics； suppose that a Woman is really a Straight Line； and only of One Dimension。 No； no； my Lord； we Squares are better advised； and are as well aware as your Lordship that a Woman； though popularly called a Straight Line； is； really and scientifically； a very thin Parallelogram； possessing Two Dimensions； like the rest of us； viz。； length and breadth （or thickness）。
STRANGER。 But the very fact that a Line is visible implies that it possesses yet another Dimension。
I。 My Lord； I have just acknowledged that a Woman is broad as well as long。 We see her length； we infer her breadth； which； though very slight； is capable of measurement。
STRANGER。 You do not understand me。 I mean that when you see a Woman； you ought besides inferring her breadth to see her length； and to SEE what we call her HEIGHT； although that last Dimension is infinitesimal in your country。 If a Line were mere length without 〃height〃； it would cease to occupy Space and would become invisible。 Surely you must recognize this？
I。 I must indeed confess that I do not in the least understand your Lordship。 When we in Flatland see a Line； we see length and BRIGHTNESS。 If the brightness disappears； the Line is extinguished； and； as you say； ceases to occupy Space。 But am I to suppose that your Lordship gives to brightness the title of a Dimension； and that what we call 〃bright〃 you call 〃high〃？
STRANGER。 No； indeed。 By 〃height〃 I mean a Dimension like your length： only； with you； 〃height〃 is not so easily perceptible； being extremely small。
I。 My Lord； your assertion is easily put to the test。 You say I have a Third Dimension； which you call 〃height〃。 Now； Dimension implies direction and measurement。 Do but measure my 〃height〃； or merely indicate to me the direction in which my 〃height〃 extends； and I will become your convert。 Otherwise； your Lordship's own understanding must hold me excused。
STRANGER。 （TO HIMSELF。） I can do neither。 How shall I convince him？ Surely a plain statement of facts followed by ocular demonstration ought to suffice。 Now； Sir； listen to me。
You are living on a Plane。 What you style Flatland is the vast level surface of what I may call a fluid； on； or in； the top of which you and your countrymen move about； without rising above it or falling below it。
I am not a plane Figure； but a Solid。 You call me a Circle； but in reality I am not a Circle； but an infinite number of Circles； of size varying from a Point to a Circle of thirteen inches in diameter； one placed on the top of the other。 When I cut through your plane as I am now doing； I make in your plane a section which you； very rightly； call a Circle。 For even a Sphere which is my proper name in my own country if he manifest himself at all to an inhabitant of Flatland must needs manifest himself as a Circle。
Do you not remember for I； who see all things； discerned last night the phantasmal vision of Lineland written upon your brain do you not remember； I say； how； when you entered the realm of Lineland； you were compelled to manifest yourself to the King； not as a Square； but as a Line； because that Linear Realm had not Dimensions enough to represent the whole of you； but only a slice or section of you？ In precisely the same way； your country of Two Dimensions is not spacious enough to represent me； a being of Three； but can only exhibit a slice or section of me； which is what you call a Circle。
The diminished brightness of your eye indicates incredulity。 But now prepare to receive proof positive of the truth of my assertions。 You cannot indeed see more than one of my sections； or Circles； at a time； for you have no power to raise your eye out of the plane of Flatland； but you can at least see that； as I rise in Space； so my sections become smaller。 See now； I will rise； and the effect upon your eye will be that my Circle will become smaller and smaller till it dwindles to a point and finally vanishes。
There was no 〃rising〃 that I could see； but he diminished and finally vanished。 I winked once or twice to make sure that I was not dreaming。 But it was no dream。 For from the depths of nowhere came forth a hollow voice close to my heart it seemed 〃Am I quite gone？ Are you convinced now？ Well； now I will gradually return to Flatland and you shall see my section become larger and larger。〃
Every reader in Spaceland will easily understand that my mysterious Guest was speaking the language of truth and even of simplicity。 But to me； proficient though I was in Flatland Mathematics； it was by no means a simple matter。 The rough diagram given above will make it clear to any Spaceland child that the Sphere； ascending in the three positions indicated there； must needs have manifested himself to me； or to any Flatlander； as a Circle； at first of full size； then small； and at last very small indeed； approaching to a Point。 But to me； although I saw the facts before me； the causes were as dark as ever。 All that I could comprehend was； that the Circle had made himself smaller and vanished； and that he had now reappeared and was rapidly making himself larger。
When he regained his original size； he heaved a deep sigh； for he perceived by my silence that I had altogether failed to comprehend him。 And indeed I was now inclining to the belief that he must be no Circle at all； but some extremely clever juggler； or else that the old wives' tales were true； and that after all there were such people as Enchanters and Magicians。
After a long pause he muttered to himself； 〃One resource alone remains； if I am not to resort to action。 I must try the method of Analogy。〃 Then followed a still longer silence； after which he continued our dialogue。
SPHERE。 Tell me； Mr。 Mathematician； if a Point moves Northward； and leaves a luminous wake； what name would you give to the wake？
I。 A straight Line。
SPHERE。 And a straight Line has how many extremities？
I。 Two。
SPHERE。 Now conceive the Northward straight Line moving parallel to itself； East and West； so that every point in it leaves behind it the wake of a straight Line。 What name will you give to the Figure thereby formed？ We will suppose that it moves through a distance equal to the original straight Line。 What name； I say？
I。 A Square。
SPHERE。 And how many sides has a Square？ How many angles？
I。 Four sides and four angles。
SPHERE。 Now stretch your imagination a little； and conceive a Square in Flatland； moving parallel to itself upward。
I。 What？ Northward？
SPHERE。 No； not Northward； upward； out of Flatland altogether。
If it moved Northward； the Southern points in the Square would have to move through the positions previously occupied by the Northern points。 But that is not my meaning。
I mean that every Point in you for you are a Square and will serve the purpose of my illustration every Point in you； that is to say in what you call your inside； is to pass upwards through Space in such a way that no Point shall pass through the position previously occupied by any other Point； but each Point shall describe a straight Line of its own。 This is all in accordance with Analogy； surely it must be clear to you。
Restraining my impatience for I was now under a strong temptation to rush blindly at my Visitor and to precipitate him into Space； or out of Flatland； anywhere； so that I could get rid of him I replied：
〃And what may be the nature of the Figure which I am to shape out by this motion which you are pleased to denote by the word 'upward'？ I presume it is describable in the language of Flatland。〃
SPHERE。 Oh； certainly。 It is all plain and simple； and in strict accordance with Analogy only； by the way； you must not speak o
