" "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued. Oh, Mr Jarvis paid no mind,’ she added hastily, as if expecting disapproval. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. There was none. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. He did not disturb any of this litter, but left it as a mark of his prowess. Their conversation hung. There's a feather in your cap! No house-breaker was ever so highly honoured before. Let—it—fall. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. 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.
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