From under his pillow he dragged forth the key to the trunk. He looked at her with a certain curiosity. It was explosive and gratifying. “What’s odd?” “Oh, everything!” She shivered, and went to the fire and poked it. I wished to control the weather, to possess infinite wealth, and to understand the substances of the earth. You represent to me an enigma, the solution of which has become the one desire of my life. She leaned over and kissed his cheek innocently. Meantime, as the doctor was splitting his breakfast orange, he heard a commotion in his office, two rooms removed: volleys of pidgin English, one voice in protest, the other dominant. The houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey.
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