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I
raised
my
eyes
and
I
saw
him
fluttering
away
.
I
think
--
Can
it
be
possible
?
And
then
I
lost
him
.
I
dismounted
and
went
on
very
slow
,
leading
my
horse
and
holding
my
revolver
with
one
hand
and
my
eyes
darting
up
and
down
and
right
and
left
,
everywhere
!
At
last
I
saw
him
sitting
on
a
small
heap
of
dirt
ten
feet
away
.
At
once
my
heart
began
to
beat
quick
.
I
let
go
my
horse
,
keep
my
revolver
in
one
hand
,
and
with
the
other
snatch
my
soft
felt
hat
off
my
head
.
One
step
.
Steady
.
Another
step
.
Flop
!
I
got
him
!
When
I
got
up
I
shook
like
a
leaf
with
excitement
,
and
when
I
opened
these
beautiful
wings
and
made
sure
what
a
rare
and
so
extraordinary
perfect
specimen
I
had
,
my
head
went
round
and
my
legs
became
so
weak
with
emotion
that
I
had
to
sit
on
the
ground
.
I
had
greatly
desired
to
possess
myself
of
a
specimen
of
that
species
when
collecting
for
the
professor
.
I
took
long
journeys
and
underwent
great
privations
;
I
had
dreamed
of
him
in
my
sleep
,
and
here
suddenly
I
had
him
in
my
fingers
--
for
myself
!
In
the
words
of
the
poet
"
(
he
pronounced
it
"
boet
"
)
--
"'
So
halt
'
ich
's
endlich
denn
in
meinen
Handen
,
Und
nenn
'
es
in
gewissem
Sinne
mein
.
"'
He
gave
to
the
last
word
the
emphasis
of
a
suddenly
lowered
voice
,
and
withdrew
his
eyes
slowly
from
my
face
.
He
began
to
charge
a
long-stemmed
pipe
busily
and
in
silence
,
then
,
pausing
with
his
thumb
on
the
orifice
of
the
bowl
,
looked
again
at
me
significantly
.
"'
Yes
,
my
good
friend
.
On
that
day
I
had
nothing
to
desire
;
I
had
greatly
annoyed
my
principal
enemy
;
I
was
young
,
strong
;
I
had
friendship
;
I
had
the
love
"
(
he
said
"
lof
'
)
"
of
woman
,
a
child
I
had
,
to
make
my
heart
very
full
--
and
even
what
I
had
once
dreamed
in
my
sleep
had
come
into
my
hand
too
!
"
'
He
struck
a
match
,
which
flared
violently
.
His
thoughtful
placid
face
twitched
once
.
"'
Friend
,
wife
,
child
,
"
he
said
slowly
,
gazing
at
the
small
flame
--
"
phoo
!
"
The
match
was
blown
out
.
He
sighed
and
turned
again
to
the
glass
case
.
The
frail
and
beautiful
wings
quivered
faintly
,
as
if
his
breath
had
for
an
instant
called
back
to
life
that
gorgeous
object
of
his
dreams
.
"'
The
work
,
"
he
began
suddenly
,
pointing
to
the
scattered
slips
,
and
in
his
usual
gentle
and
cheery
tone
,
"
is
making
great
progress
.
I
have
been
this
rare
specimen
describing
...
Na
!
And
what
is
your
good
news
?
"
"'
To
tell
you
the
truth
,
Stein
,
"
I
said
with
an
effort
that
surprised
me
,
"
I
came
here
to
describe
a
specimen
...
"
