His Other Wife: A Novel — page 335: what you’re looking at

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FATHER LOUIS’ EXPERIMENT. 327. of ten minutes, all the while chafing her with my hands. I had already removed her to the fire. As the sunlight fell over her, I observed a queer, dull look about the long, silky hair on her hide, that had been noted for its glossy blackness and beauty, and also that there was a filmy whiteness over her brilliant eyes. | ‘“‘In three days more the once jet-black hound was white as snow—not a shade of color left on a spot of her hide; and the dark golden hue of her eyes wore the Strangest aspect imaginable—they looked like globes of yellow glass, with fire behind them. In less than a week after that, the hound died in a fit.” There was silence for a time. Every one present seemed to sympathize with the feelings of the calm, pale priest, who had performed no mean act of heroism in offering his dumb friend and companion on the altar of science. Mr. Craig then said: | ‘Did you observe the odor of the oil?” ‘Il did; there is no mistaking it, and one of its strongest properties 1s its insidiousness. It seems to per- meate metal and glass so, that in a century its odor will still be distinct, no matter what cleansing process may have been applied to the vessel that contained it for even a few moments. ” In saying this, Father Louis took from his pocket a little dark wooden casket. He opened it with a pressure of his finger, and then took out of it a small glass vial, with a glass stopple bound down with kid. ‘Sa ((@) Gomichoo