Cobwebs from an Empty Skull by Ambrose Bierce
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lustily for succour.
"Anything _I_ can do for you?" inquired the engaging octopus. "Happy to serve you, I am sure," said the accommodating leech. "Command _me_," added the earnest crab. "Gentlemen of the briny deep," exclaimed the gasping _savant_, "I am compelled to decline your friendly offices, but I tender you my scientific gratitude; and, as a return favour, I beg, with this my last breath, that you will accept the freedom of my aquarium, and make it your home." This tale proves that scientific gratitude is quite as bad as the natural sort. XXVII. Two whales seizing a pike, attempted in turn to swallow him, but without success. They finally determined to try him jointly, each taking hold of an end, and both shutting their eyes for a grand effort, when a shark darted silently between them, biting away the whole body of their prey. Opening their eyes, they gazed upon one another with much satisfaction. |
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