The walls of the room were lined with shelves, on which were glass jars, retorts, countless bottles and many appliances of surgical science. Morgan the trader did not haggle over the pearls, but gave me at once what he judged a fair price. He had fallen off when trying to tie down his aluminum paint ladder. “If it will keep you busy,” he said, with a faintly ironical smile. A light was visible in the garret, feebly struggling through the damp atmosphere, for the night was raw and overcast.
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