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9. Ann Veronica wiped a scalpel, put a card over a watch-glass containing thin shreds of embryonic guinea-pig swimming in mauve stain, and dismantled her microscope. “‘Go it, missie,’ they said; “kick aht!’ “I swore at that policeman—and disgusted him. Don’t stand gawping, man. But though he made Blueskin and Kettleby his chief marks, he missed both. "Vat ish it, Mishter Vild?" inquired Mendez. Pah!’ She flounced about and, crossing to the bed, plonked down on it, pointedly averting her face and resting the large pistol in her lap.
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