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She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall. "With all my heart!" replied Wood. Annabel was in hiding all the time. ” John looked at her sympathetically. 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.
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