She was alone, and the mask of her unchanging high spirits was for the moment laid aside. He turned his eyes and stared at Miss Garvice like one who wakes from a reverie, and then got up and strolled down the laboratory toward his refuge, the preparation-room. The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience.
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