Some foul murder has been committed. "Ruth!" She had gone to the door, aimlessly, without purpose. A stout female stood in the aperture, an oil lamp in her hand. She stabbed him with her canines. The shouts, yells, and groans which they uttered, and which were echoed by the concourse in the rear, were perfectly frightful. He jumped out of the car. Turning to Melusine, he grabbed both her wrists and held her away from him, as if afraid that she might go for him. 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. Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face.
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