Wait till I light a candle." He accordingly lighted a candle, and in the course of a few minutes admitted Woodward to his herbarium.

When the latter entered, he looked about him with a curiosity not unnatural under the circumstances.

His first sensation, however, was one that affected his olfactory nerves very strongly.

A combination of smells, struggling with each other, as it were, for predominance, almost overpowered him.

The good and the bad, the pleasant and the oppressive, were here mingled up in one sickening exhalation--for the disagreeable prevailed.