"But I wish her hand had been as deadly as yours. ”
Annabel, who was looking very well, and who was most becomingly dressed,
moved to a seat from which she could command a view of the road outside. There was a short, red-faced,
resolute youth who inherited an authoritative attitude upon bacteriology from his
father; a Japanese student of unassuming manners who drew beautifully and had
an imperfect knowledge of English; and a dark, unwashed Scotchman with
complicated spectacles, who would come every morning as a sort of volunteer
supplementary demonstrator, look very closely at her work and her, tell her that
her dissections were “fairish,” or “very fairish indeed,” or “high above the
normal female standard,” hover as if for some outbreak of passionate gratitude
and with admiring retrospects that made the facetted spectacles gleam like
diamonds, return to his own place. Can't I make you see?"
"But I'm telling you Ruth loves you. She hissed
in a breath and his eyes met hers. May I ask the
nature of your interest in her?”
He hesitated. "Ay, indeed! And who may that be?" inquired his wife.
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