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. After a while, he raised his eyes; and, if their glance could have been witnessed at the moment, it could not have been easily forgotten. “See you at school tomorrow. There are only a few jobs over here for a man of your type; and even these are more or less hopeless if you haven't trained mechanical ability.
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