What would you with it then? If you it will zell,
I s'all be mos' happy to buy, eh?"
"Certainly, if it is against the rule to keep it; but that seems queer!"
"But no, it ees quite right, you zee? Ze collecziones mus' be for ze
college--all--no private ones; it will not do."
"Yes, I see; all must work for the general good when making a
collection."
"Yes, yes, it ees so."
They were now passing into the museum building, whose wide and lofty
corridors sent a thrill of awe through the impressionable girl. Feeling
very small and young, she followed the professor over the tiled floors,
then through two or three large apartments filled with strange looking
beasts and birds of a startling naturalness, past long glass cases,
where she caught hasty glimpses of everything possible in shell, bone,
stone, or mineral, then across a narrow corridor, where the professor
stopped and tapped at a door.
"Enter!" was called loudly from within, and they obeyed.
It was a bright, sunny room they stepped into, not large, in comparison
with those they had passed through, though here, too, were smaller glass
cases, as well as tables heaped with jars and specimens, and two knee-
hole desks of fair size.
From one of these a gentleman advanced; not a large man, but having a
fine head and face.
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