CHAPTER XXXII.
"Now," said Benjulia, "what is it to be?
The favourite public bugbear?
Vivisection ?" "Yes." "Very well.

What can I do for you ?" "Tell me first," said Lemuel, "what is Law ?" "Nobody knows." "Well, then, what _ought_ it to be ?" "Justice, I suppose." "Let me wait a bit, Nathan, and get that into my mind." Benjulia waited with exemplary patience.
"Now about yourself," Lemuel continued.

"You won't be offended--will you?
Should I be right, if I called you a dissector of living creatures ?" Benjulia was reminded of the day when he had discovered his brother in the laboratory.

His dark complexion deepened in hue.

His cold gray eyes seemed to promise a coming outbreak.