En cours de chargement...
"This again, " said the Bacteriologist, slipping a glass slide under the microscope, "is a preparation of the celebrated Bacillus of cholera-the cholera germ."
The pale-faced man peered down the microscope. He was evidently not accustomed to that kind of thing, and held a limp white hand over his disengaged eye. "I see very little, " he said.
"Touch this screw, " said the Bacteriologist; "perhaps the microscope is out of focus for you.
Eyes vary so much. Just the fraction of a turn this way or that."
"Ah! now I see, " said the visitor. "Not so very much to see after all. Little streaks and shreds of pink. And yet those little particles, those mere atomies, might multiply and devastate a city! Wonderful!"