‘I can’t think how I’ve tolerated myself all these years. " "Shall I tell you a real story?" "Something you have seen?" "Yes. He worked afternoons, when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light, with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that tried to get out and could not. You have made enough sacrifices for her surely without this. Day after day for a measured hour in the lecture-theatre, with elaborate power and patience, Russell pieced together difficulty and suggestion, instance and counter-instance, in the elaborate construction of the family tree of life. See how he gets on, father," he added, appealing to Wood: "the box seems to grow under his hands. “Read this, John. Both had lived rather quietly until a scandal had opened up a can of worms for the son, allegations of child abduction, reported sightings of a white van around nearby elementary schools.
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