Removing a Roth, Part 2: Birth of a Superhero

Me
The day after he talked to me in the restaurant, Mr. Roth didn’t come to school. They told me that he’d suddenly taken a leave of absence. Two weeks later I decided to go see him. I bought a new dress, a very becoming one. Then I went to visit him. Standing there knocking, I suddenly realized that the door was ajar.
Stranger
Was he all right?
Me
Yes. the landlord had said he was at home I pushed the door open. I saw him and said, Mr. Roth, your face! Oh, you are sick!
Stranger
Sick?
Me
Yes! I’ll phone a doctor, I said.
Roth
No, no. I did what I told you. But I don’t know if I’ve been sitting here for a week or a month, practicing concentration, just concentrating.
Me
The experiment was not successful?
Roth
To the contrary, yes, most successful. I’ve proven that I can do what some of the gurus profess to do, slow down through willpower the essential life processes: a week without food and water, is that not a triumph, Miss Koss?
Me
I don’t know. Oh, why do you do these things?
Roth
I’m trying to explain it to you. Quite simply, human thoughts are like the rays of the sun, spreading in all directions. With the use of a lens they can be focused on one point and instead to warm just it. Then there’s this focal point of intense light that can burn its way through all obstacles, and so it is with human thoughts. If, through concentration, a man could focus them on one point he would be a God among men.
Me
A God among men?
Roth
I am confident that I, through training, can become that one man in a million. Even, even as muscles can be trained, so I am training my mind, and when the day for my training is complete, I will be able to do anything I desire. Do you hear me? Anything, anything!
Stranger
The man must have become unbalanced.
Me
Maybe just tired. But weak and tired as he was, when his eyes looked at me I was afraid for him. I made up my mind right then the first thing was to get him out of that room. He ate, rested, and then went out with me.
Roth
I don’t see why I let you talk me into this, Miss Koss! I have so much work to do!
Me
The walk will do you good.
Roth
Where are we headed?
Me
Well, I want you to come to the bank with me.
Roth
I beg your pardon?
Me
Well, you see, I, I’ve been thinking of taking a little vacation and I need some money.
Roth
Going to withdraw some, huh? Let’s see. I, too, want to get off someplace, where I can concentrate.
Me
Oh yes?
Roth
Yes, most important! Yes!
Me
Uh, have you thought about going out to the country?
Roth
The country would be a wonderful place to work, now wouldn’t it?
Me
Mister, as we went into the bank he kept talking about the powers of concentration. I hardly listened to him.
Stranger
I can understand that.
Me
All I could think about was that somehow I had to get him into a new environment. In the bank, suddenly Mr. Roth stopped, he stared at the wall. I said Victor, uh Mr. Roth, what are you looking at?
Roth
This is the time. It’s really high time for what I told you, after my subconscious reached the proper point of incubation. Now I must use that power, now!
Me
No, please, what are you doing?
Roth
I’m going to do it now. That marble wall straight ahead? I can and I shall walk right through it!