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Updated: June 29, 2025
At forty miles to the hour the journal was smoking again. At forty-five it burst into flames. Once more it was patiently cooled by bucketings of water drawn from the engine tank; after which necessary preliminary Olson spoke his mind. "Ay tank ve never get someveres vit dat hal-fer-damn brass, Meester Ford. Ay yust see if Ay can't find 'noder wone."
The person came forward, proclaiming irritably: "Get out! Get out! You've got to clear the room!" A number of men silently obeyed. "Who are you?" he abruptly demanded of Genevieve. "A girl, as I'm alive!" "That's all right, she's his girl," spoke up a young fellow she recognized as her guide. "And you?" the other man blurted explosively at Silverstein. "I'm vit her," he answered truculently.
The contact evidently titillated her, for she wiggled her bottom and begged me 'l'enculer. Without any further ceremony I moistened the head of my instrument and, separating the two cheeks of her fesses, I forced my vit into the narrow passage. She aided me by every means in her power, raising her buttocks to meet my attack. In a moment I was plunged au fond de son cul. "How delicious it was.
And t'e physiologist helps Nature. "See now," continued Prof. Darmstetter. "I haf a vonderful discofery made. I must experiment vit' it experimentum in corpore vili! Impossible, for the subject is mankind. I must haf a voman a voman like you, healt'y, strong, young all t'e conditions most favourable. She must haf intelligence t'at is you.
You are satisfied vit' our vork vit' me?" "Yes, I'm satisfied," I said coolly. Just as soon as I could, I left him. Oh, I ought to be grateful, more than ever grateful now that the Bacillus has won for me the most blessed of earth's gifts the gift of love. But I'm not; I wish I might never again see Prof. Darmstetter; he reminds me he makes me feel unreal.
No fiction about this, nor about the following letter to the Secretary: 'The Scratatory, Vitny Dept. 'Honord Sir, 'I want to let ye know the terible state we're in now. Al the pigs about here is dyin in showers. Send down a Vit at oncet. In the preceding chapter I attempted to give to the reader a rough impression of the general purpose and miscellaneous functions of the new Department.
"I don't git you," said T-S, helplessly; but then, thinking it over a bit, he went on: "I guess I'm a vulgar feller, Mr. Carpenter, and maybe all my pictures ain't vot you call high-brow. But if I had a man like you to vork vit, I could make vot you call real educational pictures. You're vot dey call a prophet, you got a message fer de vorld; vell, vy don't you let me spread it fer you?
The woman handed him the letter, with some more money, and departed. Geordie got the letter speedily read to him by a person in his confidence. It was in these terms: "Mon cher Ludovic, Jessie Varriston lives vit de idiot, Geordie Villison, in Leit Vynd. De bearer of dis knows her very vell, and vill assist you in de abduction.
Finally, when they were seated side by side under the tilt of the spring-cart, Swammerbrunck said, whilst his blue eyes twinkled with merriment, "Vit Mr. Spreenfeldt shall you peen von acquaintance?" Yes; I was slightly acquainted with Mr. Springfield. He was the landlord of a hotel in Hay.
I do not see how it can accomplish all you claim, but if you think it's an experiment full of possibilities in the interests of science " "Interest of humbug!" snapped Prof. Darmstetter, his own sarcastic self again. "You consent because you vant to be beautiful. You care not'ing for science. I can trust you vit' my secret. You need svear no oat's not to reveal it.
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