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'" There was not much furniture in the laboratory. The table in the centre, a stone slab with a drain in one corner, the two armchairs on which Raymond and Clarke were sitting; that was all, except an odd looking chair at the furthest end of the room. Clarke looked at it, and raised his eyebrows. THERE WAS NOT MUCH FURNITURE IN THE LABORATORY THE TABLE IN THE CENTRE A STONE SLAB WITH A DRAIN IN ONE CORNER THE TWO ARM CHAIRS ON WHICH RAYMOND AND CLARKE WERE SITTING THAT WAS ALL EXCEPT AN ODD LOOKING CHAIR AT THE FURTHEST END OF THE ROOM CLARKE LOOKED AT IT AND RAISED HIS EYEBROWS
as a child; I think her life is mine, to use as I see fit. Come, it’s getting late; we had better go in.” Dr. Raymond led the way into the house, through the hall, and down a long dark passage. He took a key from his pocket and opened a heavy door, and motioned Clarke into his laboratory. It had once been a billiard-room, and was lighted by a glass dome in the centre of the ceiling, whence there still shone a sad grey light on the figure of the doctor as he lit a lamp with a heavy shade and placed it on a table in the middle of the room. Clarke looked about him. Scarcely a foot of wall remained bare; there were shelves all around laden with bottles and phials of all shapes and colours, and at one end stood a little Chippendale book-case. Raymond pointed to this. “You see that parchment Oswald Crollius? He was one of the first to show me the way, though I don’t think he ever found it himself. That is a strange saying of his: ‘In every grain of wheat there lies hidden the soul of a star. ERTAIN STARVATION WHEN SHE WAS A CHILD I THINK HER LIFE IS MINE TO USE AS I SEE FIT COME IT'S GETTING LATE WE HAD BETTER GO IN DOCTOR RAYMOND LED THE WAY INTO THE HOUSE THROUGH THE HALL AND DOWN A LONG DARK PASSAGE HE TOOK A KEY FROM HIS POCKET AND OPENED A HEAVY DOOR AND MOTIONED CLARKE INTO HIS LABORATORY IT HAD ONCE BEEN A BILLIARD ROOM AND WAS LIGHTED BY A GLASS DOME IN THE CENTRE OF THE CEILING WHENCE THERE STILL SHONE A SAD GREY LIGHT ON THE FIGURE OF THE DOCTOR AS HE LIT A LAMP WITH A HEAVY SHADE AND PLACED IT ON A TABLE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM CLARKE LOOKED ABOUT HIM SCARCELY A FOOT OF ALL REMAINED BARE THERE WERE SHELVES ALL AROUND LADEN WITH BOTTLES AND FILES OF ALL SHAPES AND COLORS AND AT ONE END STOOD A LITTLE CHIPPENDALE BOOKCASE RAYMOND POINTED TO THIS YOU SEE THAT PARCHMENT OSWALD CRAWLEUS HE WAS ONE OF THE FIRST TO SHOW ME THE WAY THOUGH I DON'T THINK HE EVER FOUND IT HIMSELF THAT IS A STRANGE SAYING OF HIS IN EVERY GRAIN OF WHEAT THERE LIES HIDDEN THE SOUL OF A STAR
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