He “went in” for microscopy in the unphilosophical Victorian manner as his “hobby. "Comfort yourself, my charmer," said Mr. . " With no little effort—for the right words had a way of tumbling back out of reach—he marshalled his phrases, and as he uttered them, closed his eyes to lessen the possibility of a break. "I did not come hither to consult you as to the state of my health, Sir," he observed, displeased by Jonathan's allusion to the alteration in his appearance. But I found it no laughing matter, I can assure you. ‘I am not a person, Marthe. Fretting and fidgeting, he had, after an hour or so, turned to McClintock.
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