. “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. Then suddenly he seized a new preparation bottle that stood upon his table and contained the better part of a week’s work—a displayed dissection of a snail, beautifully done—and hurled it across the room, to smash resoundingly upon the cemented floor under the bookcase; then, without either haste or pause, he swept his arm along a shelf of re-agents and sent them to mingle with the debris on the floor. A sinister thought edged in. ” He said jealously. “Maybe someday I can look them up again, just to see how they are doing. “Well, I don’t feel like standing it. "It's not an offer," continued he, "that I'm likely to make, or you're likely to receive every day in the year. And, stretching out his hand, he lifted the dark object from the flood.
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