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"'Come, let me have your pistols.  I thought as much: what's this?'
'A teratoma,' said Stephen sulkily.
'What's a teratoma?' asked Jack, holding the object in his hand.  'A kind of grenado?'
'It is an inward wen, a tumour: we find them, occasionally, in the abdominal cavity.  sometimes they contain long black, hair, sometimes a set of teeth:  this has both hair and teeth.  It belonged to a Mr Elkins of the City, an eminent cheese-monger.  I prize it much.'
'By God,' cried Jack, thrusting it back into the holster and wiping his hand vehemently upon the horse,  'I do wish you would leave people's bellies alone.  So you have no pistols at all, I collect?'
'If you wish to be so absolute, no I have not.' "

Post Captain, Chapter Three

Date: 2012-02-14 05:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] esteven
*nods*
Yes, it is much like 'a little pregnant'