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請關閉瀏覽器的閱讀/暢讀/小說模式並且關閉廣告遮蔽過濾功能，避免出現內容無法顯示或者段落錯亂。

m；　like　a　first　wan　light　of　dawn。

Skrebensky　came　one　afternoon　the　following　week。　Day　after

day；　she　had　hurried　swiftly　to　the　letter…rack　on　her　arrival

at　college　in　the　morning；　and　during　the　intervals　between

lectures。　Several　times；　swiftly；　with　secretive　fingers；　she

had　plucked　his　letter　down　from　its　public　prominence；　and　fled

across　the　hall　holding　it　fast　and　hidden。　She　read　her　letters

in　the　botany　laboratory；　where　her　corner　was　always　reserved

to　her。

Several　letters；　and　then　he　was　ing。　It　was　Friday

afternoon　he　appointed。　She　worked　over　her　microscope　with

feverish　activity；　able　to　give　only　half　her　attention；　yet

working　closely　and　rapidly。　She　had　on　her　slide　some　special

stuff　e　up　from　London　that　day；　and　the　professor　was　fussy

and　excited　about　it。　At　the　same　time；　as　she　focused　the　light

on　her　field；　and　saw　the　plant…animal　lying　shadowy　in　a

boundless　light；　she　was　fretting　over　a　conversation　she　had

had　a　few　days　ago　with　Dr。　Frankstone；　who　was　a　woman　doctor

of　physics　in　the　college。

〃No；　really；〃　Dr。　Frankstone　had　said；　〃I　don't　see　why　we

should　attribute　some　special　mystery　to　life……do　you？　We

don't　understand　it　as　we　understand　electricity；　even；　but　that

doesn't　warrant　our　saying　it　is　something　special；　something

different　in　kind　and　distinct　from　everything　else　in　the

universe……do　you　think　it　does？　May　it　not　be　that　life

consists　in　a　plexity　of　physical　and　chemical　activities；　of

the　same　order　as　the　activities　we　already　know　in　science？　I

don't　see；　really；　why　we　should　imagine　there　is　a　special

order　o