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“We banished his experiments to here in the basement from then on. Andrew's, the churchyard wall of St. ” Inwardly, she laughed at the idea of him trying to beat on her, flailing, his arms akimbo. That would be an unkind twist of fate. The drawers at the moment were too busy to attend to her, and she would have seized the opportunity of examining, unperceived, the assemblage within, through a little curtained window that overlooked the adjoining chamber, if an impediment had not existed in the shape of Baptist Kettleby, whose portly person entirely obscured the view.

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