Forgive my daring. "No prize shall indushe me to enter dat horrid plashe again. I’ve had a headache all day. The hansom drove off. Then we can loiter and gossip to our heart’s content. ” A birthday present of a microscope had turned his mind to technical microscopy when he was eighteen, and a chance friendship with a Holborn microscope dealer had confirmed that bent. "Rather a devil," groaned her son, "to have done this.
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