The Scientific Eye
To a man of philosophic temperament like myself the blood-tick, with its lancet-like proboscis and its distending stomach, is as beautiful a work of Nature as the peacock or, for that matter, the aurora borealis.
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Context: Malone has just crushed a blood-tick and called it filthy vermin.
Not in a duel yet
Source: Chapter 10: "The most Wonderful Things have Happened"