Bodies were always a nuisance—even the small guinea-pig bodies from the slight clandestine experiments in West’s room at the boarding-house.
each with dark curtains to conceal our midnight doings.
not only concerning the source of bodies but concerning a suitable place for our loathsome work.
a thing of course ruinous to West’s researches
West was then a small, slender, spectacled youth with delicate features, yellow hair, pale blue eyes, and a soft voice,
To hear him discussing ways and means was rather ghastly, for at the college we had never procured anatomical specimens ourselves.
It had at first been his hope to find a reagent which would restore vitality before the actual advent of death, and only repeated failures on animals had shewn him that the natural and artificial life-motions were incompatible.
That the psychic or intellectual life might be impaired by the slight deterioration of sensitive brain-cells which even a short period of death would be apt to cause, West fully realised.
That the psychic or intellectual life might be impaired by the slight deterioration of sensitive brain-cells which even a short period of death would be apt to cause, West fully realised.
so-called “soul” is a myth, my friend believed that artificial reanimation of the dead can depend only on the condition of the tissues; and that unless actual decomposition has set in, a corpse fully equipped with organs may with suitable measures be set going again in the peculiar fashion known as life.
