Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. No instrument I've ever used has done me such good service. But kill me rather than commit this outrage. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. Maggot, who promptly interposed her cudgel. But the influence of the science radiated far beyond its own special field— beyond those beautiful but highly technical problems with which we do not propose for a moment to trouble the naturally terrified reader. “It is so difficult,” she murmured, “so impossible to explain.
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