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Loeb attributes the blindness of cave fishes to a disturbance in the circulation and mutation of the eyes originally occurring as a mutation. But how could an explanation of this kind be applied to the case of Anableps tetrophthalmus, in which each eye is divided by a partition of the cornea and lens into an upper half adapted for vision in air and a lower half for vision in water?
It has been dealt with in a masterly manner by Driesch; and we may at once say that we do not think that Loeb has in any way contraverted his argument, nor even entered the first line of defence of that which is built up around what he calls by the somewhat forbidding name of "Harmonious-Equipotential System."
With a face that stood out whitely in the gaseous fog, Mr. Loeb fumbled for the red slip of his berth reservation. "Well, Sadie girl, three minutes more and " "Oh oh, Herm!" "If you feel as bad as that, it's not too late, Sadie. I you it takes a wise little girlie to change her mind. Eh? Eh?" "No no, Herm, I " He clenched her arm suddenly and tightly.
Kant, Schopenhauer, Hegel, Spencer, Emerson, and Bergson were philosophers, and were all lean and slender men. Lord Kelvin, Lister, Darwin, Curie, Francis Bacon, Michelson, Loeb, Burbank, and most of our other scientists are also of the thin, lean type.
But bein' sick-like, he jest don't give a durn about anything. So that's how this new sec'etary gets in his fine work on me." "What has Mr. Loeb against you, if I may ask?" "Well, it's like this.
Loeb writes: 'The earlier writers explained the growth of the legs in the tadpole as a case of an adaptation to life on land. We know through Gudernatsch that the growth of the legs can be produced at any time by feeding the animal with the thyroid gland. Obviously he thinks that these two propositions are contradictory to each other, whereas there is no contradiction, between them at all.
Say say, old man, cut that out! This is no place for your mother's son. Say!" Mr. Loeb was leaning forward across the table, his head well ahead of his shoulders. From the third from the end of the row of twenty-four, a shoulder shrugging to the musical nonsense of bells was arching none too indirectly toward him, and once the black curls bobbed, giving a share of tremolo to the melody.
He spoke rapidly and with unmistakable nervousness. Barnes remarked the extraordinary pallor in the man's face and the shifty, uneasy look in his dark eyes. "It has been my contention, Mr. Barnes, that those men were trying to carry out their part of a plan to inflict " "Lord love ye, Loeb, you are not alone in that theory," broke in O'Dowd hastily. "I think we're all agreed on that.
Do you know Ganser?" "Just a speaking acquaintance." "Excellent. What kind of a man is he?" "Stupid and ignorant, but not without a certain cunning. We can get at him all right, though. He's deadly afraid of social scandal. Wants to get into the German Club and become a howling swell. But he don't stand a chance, though he don't know it." "You'd better go to see him yourself," said Loeb.
"My time is much occupied. The bald facts, please FACTS, and BALD." Feuerstein settled himself and prepared to relate his story as if he were on the stage, with the orchestra playing low and sweet. "I met a woman and loved her," he began in a deep, intense voice with a passionate tremolo. "A bad start," interrupted Loeb. "If you go on that way, we'll never get anywhere.
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