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As soon as we reached Martin's laboratory, he switched on the light behind an opalescent screen. He apologized for keeping me, said that he wanted to have a look at a spectroscopic plate; he stood there, fixing the negative on to the bright screen, peering down at the regiments of lines.
I believed his work was an excuse. He did not intend to talk about his action that day. I was out of proportion distressed.