Then suddenly he seized a new
preparation bottle that stood upon his table and contained the better part of a
week’s work—a displayed dissection of a snail, beautifully done—and hurled it
across the room, to smash resoundingly upon the cemented floor under the
bookcase; then, without either haste or pause, he swept his arm along a shelf of
re-agents and sent them to mingle with the debris on the floor. Later. She touched it, and her gaze
lifted. Nevertheless, she was still fighting. I was grateful. He was like a man beside himself. Opposite to her was a sallow-visaged
young man, whose small tie seemed like a smudge of obtusively shiny black
across the front of a high close-drawn collar. I loved her beyond anything in
heaven or on earth—to idolatry. "But it is much to me. None of this by-play escaped Ruth, whose sense of humour needed no
developing. " But she did not complete the thought aloud. Spurling, who had been hastily compounding
another bowl of punch. Blood and bone, body and spirit, she
is selfish through and through.
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