"But what does he mean by calling you a wanton? —you, my wife?" Enschede's hand slipped from his daughter's shoulder. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. “I can’t imagine it,” said Miss Miniver. Then light footsteps became audible, descending the staircase with a certain deliberation and a faint rustle of skirts. But the influence of the science radiated far beyond its own special field— beyond those beautiful but highly technical problems with which we do not propose for a moment to trouble the naturally terrified reader.
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