“Hand me the Jergens lotion, will you? How’d it go with John?” She asked. Presently he resumed: “I believe I must be in love. After a long fifteen seconds, she pulled her head back into the seat, looking at his face from the close angle, his nose huge and out of perspective, his eyes like round blue pearls. McClintock stared into the bowl of his pipe and Spurlock into his coffee cup. He murmured his delight, and joined the bridge party, where he played with less than his accustomed skill. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed.
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