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Updated: July 2, 2025
It came to Bensington's mind with a complete novelty of realisation that in all probability the man had been killed and eaten, at least in part, by the monster that now lay dead there in the darkling. To think of all that a harmless-looking discovery in chemistry may lead to!
"It's too big for a chick, for one thing, and besides you can see perfectly well it isn't a chick. "It's more like a bustard than a chick." "For my part," said Redwood, reluctantly allowing Bensington to drag him into the argument, "I must confess that, considering all the evidence " "Oh I if you do that," said Mr. Bensington's cousin Jane, "instead of using your eyes like a sensible person "
Bensington's eye over his gold rim was pregnant. "Why solitary?" he said, and repeated still more darkly, "Why solitary?" "But you don't propose ?" "I said," said Mr. Bensington, with the self-complacency of a man who has produced a good significant saying, "Why solitary?" "Meaning that one might bring up other children ?" "Meaning nothing beyond my inquiry."
"It's the pupils as pay," said Mrs. Skinner. Mr. Skinner, when he appeared, was a large-faced man, with a lisp and a squint that made him look over the top of your head, slashed slippers that appealed to Mr. Bensington's sympathies, and a manifest shortness of buttons.
Bensington's chicks with Herakleophorbia IV, a number of wasps were just as industriously perhaps more industriously carrying quantities of the same paste to their early summer broods in the sand-banks beyond the adjacent pine-woods. And there can be no dispute whatever that these early broods found just as much growth and benefit in the substance as Mr. Bensington's hens.
He certainly did not mean to do that. He was at Bensington's now almost every day. Bensington, glancing from the window, would see the faultless equipage come spanking up Sloane Street and after an incredibly brief interval Winkles would enter the room with a light, strong motion, and pervade it, and protrude some newspaper and supply information and make remarks.
He strode a step towards the black shadows on the hillside that masked the holes and stood staring. Then he swore again. "If they have dragged him in !" So they hung for a space tossing each other the fragments of thoughts. Bensington's glasses flashed like diamonds as he looked from one to the other.
A faint shout came to Bensington's ears, and then he perceived the remaining two rats bolting divergently, and Cossar in pursuit towards the holes. The whole thing was an affair of misty shadows; all three fighting monsters were exaggerated and made unreal by the delusive clearness of the light. At moments Cossar was colossal, at moments invisible.
Amidst the complex and confused happenings, the impacts from the great outer world that constituted Mr. Bensington's fame, a shining and active figure presently became conspicuous became almost, as it were, a leader and marshal of these externalities in Mr. Bensington's eyes. This was Dr.
It was to the photographs that Redwood went, and in particular to the photographs of his son. They brought back countless memories of things that had passed out of his mind, of the early days of the Food, of Bensington's timid presence, of his cousin Jane, of Cossar and the night work at the Experimental Farm.
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