Far
away there was the one woman for this boy of mine—some human being who
would understand the dear fool better than all the rest of the world. We’ll go
to the shops. His skill has not been tried. “Are you
sure you want to do this?” Lucy asked. White,” the lady in black satin remarked. And then
the students went into the long laboratory and followed out these facts in almost
living tissue with microscope and scalpel, probe and microtome, and the utmost
of their skill and care, making now and then a raid into the compact museum of
illustration next door, in which specimens and models and directions stood in
disciplined ranks, under the direction of the demonstrator Capes. "Because it's not like you," was her answer. "
"So she was," replied the woollen-draper, helping himself to an enormous pinch
of snuff with the air of a man who does not dislike to be rallied about his
gallantry,—"so she was. Does that boy live in
some sort of personal cave? Like, I think he might even
be thinking about asking you out again! That is what I
think.
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