“I have heard of you, of course,” Anna answered hesitatingly, “but——” “You cannot imagine what I have come to see you about. And you talk like that! What the devil have you been up to, to land in this bog?" It was a cast at random. ‘You are mad,’ Gosse uttered, and only just had time to get himself up from the floor. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed.
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