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 out of them and back to his own land, and went to see the girl.

"And when she asked him what was the matter, and why he was so changed, and what gave his eyes that new, cold look, he said:

In all my studies I have not found love. I have dissected and experimented, and been through the laboratories. I have searched, and I do not find anything that can be called love. I have dissected a great many brains and hearts, and I have drawn conclusions. I have come across some points in toxicology, and I have reason to believe I am on the track of a new method of antisepsis—but I have not discovered love. I am beginning to think that there is no such thing. It cannot be proved. My scalpel has never touched it. My microscope has never seen it. I am forced to the conclusion that it does not exist. It cannot be proved.'

Very well,' said the girl; 'if you cannot prove the existence of love, I can.'

Prove it to me!' cried the young man, anxiously, for he really liked the girl. 'I shall, be under obligations to you if you can convince me of the existence of love.'

You will excuse me,' said the girl. 'Good-by.' So they shook hands, and he went