’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly. Ann Veronica looked up at him and found him regarding her with eyes that were almost woebegone, and into which, indeed, he was trying to throw much more expression than they could carry. She had been working upon a ribbon of microtome sections of the developing salamander, and he came to see what she had made of them. Abruptly, Gerald turned.
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