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"S. V."

           

           "Anentomologist?"askedCousinBenedict,quickly.

           "No!Sterne’sUncleToby,andthatworthyunclepronouncedpreciselythesamewords,whilesettingfreeamosquitothatannoyedhim,butwhichhethoughthimselfatlibertytotheeandthou:’Go,poordevil,’hesaidtoit,’theworldislargeenoughtocontainus,theeandme!’"

           "Anhonestman,thatUncleToby!"repliedCousinBenedict."Ishedead?"

           "Ibelieveso,indeed,"retortedCaptainHull,gravely,"ashehasneverexisted!"

           Andeachbegantolaugh,lookingatCousinBenedict.

           Thus,then,intheseconversations,andmanyothers,whichinvariablyboreonsomepointofentomologicalscience,wheneverCousinBenedicttookpart,passedawaylonghoursofthisnavigationagainstcontrarywinds.Theseaalwaysfine,butwindswhichobligedtheschoonertotackoften.The"Pilgrim"madeverylittleheadwaytowardtheeastthebreezewassofeeble;andtheylongedtoreachthosepartswheretheprevailingwindswouldbemorefavorable.

           ItmustbestatedherethatCousinBenedicthadendeavoredtoinitiatetheyoungnoviceintothemysteriesofentomology.ButDickSandhadshownhimselfratherrefractorytotheseadvances.Forwantofbettercompanythesavanthadfallenbackonthenegroes,whocomprehendednothingaboutit.Tom,Acteon,Bat,andAustinhadevenfinishedbydesertingtheclass,andtheprofessorfoundhimselfreducedtoHerculesalone,whoseemedtohimtohavesomenaturaldispositiontodistinguishaparasitefromathysanuran.

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