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All I had to do was to piece
them together. But I've an idea as well as you, grounded in some measure upon
Sheppard's story. Had he been trying to stop the grim descent,
and had he dimly perceived that perhaps a fine deed would serve as the initial
barrier? A drunken idea—a pearl in the midst of a rubbish heap. Her eyes were wide and bright. There was a short, red-faced,
resolute youth who inherited an authoritative attitude upon bacteriology from his
father; a Japanese student of unassuming manners who drew beautifully and had
an imperfect knowledge of English; and a dark, unwashed Scotchman with
complicated spectacles, who would come every morning as a sort of volunteer
supplementary demonstrator, look very closely at her work and her, tell her that
her dissections were “fairish,” or “very fairish indeed,” or “high above the
normal female standard,” hover as if for some outbreak of passionate gratitude
and with admiring retrospects that made the facetted spectacles gleam like
diamonds, return to his own place. “It is very good of you to come and see me, my dear sister,” Annabel remarked,
throwing herself into a low chair, and clasping her hands over her head. ‘What do you mean to do with her?’
‘Just keep her talking, that’s all,’ Gerald said quickly. THAMES DARRELL.
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