"And my Silver Moon eggs had already begun to hatch!!! And my caterpillars would starve!!!!"
His voice ended in a yell; he struggled on his chair until it nearly upset.
"You lunatic!" I shouted. "Was that a reason for spilling the blood of a human being!"
"It was reason enough for me!"
"Madman!"
"Let me loose! He's hidden those leaves somewhere or other! I've torn this place to pieces looking for them. I've got to find them, I tell you—"
Mildred went to the infuriated entomologist and laid a firm hand on his shoulder:
"Listen," she said: "how do you know that Professor Boomly has not concealed these Bimba leaves on his own person?"
Quint ceased his contortions and gaped at her.
"I never thought of that," he said.