Sometimes I tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the mystery of primaeval nature. A deep roar followed this order, and several missiles were launched at the vehicle, which was driven off at a furious pace. 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. She then dried her eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. ” She laughed.
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