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" ‘In this treatise,' " read Professor Thurstane, laying down his pen and taking up his manuscript, " ‘I desire to present the philosopher, not as a man destitute of emotion or passion, but as one having both under such perfect control that he can say to this or that emotion or passion "go," and it goeth, or "come," and it cometh. ' Yes, I think that will do for a beginning. " He broke off abruptly, exclaiming, "Confound it, who's that? " as a timid rap sounded at his door.
The Professor looked sharply round to see if his bolt were drawn. "Who's there? " he thundered again, upon which a thin, quavering voice, that one could vow belonged to an elderly spinster, replied: