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" "Ay—ay," laughed Jonathan. The little streaks upon the germinating area of an egg, the nervous movements of an impatient horse, the trick of a calculating boy, the senses of a fish, the fungus at the root of a garden flower, and the slime upon a sea-wet rock—ten thousand such things bear their witness and are illuminated. I didn’t go out of my way or anything. He stopped in mid-sentence, and Ann Veronica opened the door for her aunt.

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