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" "How so?" asked the other, distrustfully. It was at the top of the building, and looked clear over a clustering mass of inferior buildings toward Regent’s Park. Sometimes I am frightfully busy; and then there will be periods of dullness. Something in his tone pinched her heart. But where in the world was the girl? A door led to another chamber beyond. It was. “What have I done, Miss Pellissier?” he pleaded. They had a universe to talk about—two universes. There had been disappointments and humiliations, and although she hated to admit it even to herself, she was in desperate straits. The girl wished that she had come afoot, despite the knowledge that she would have suffered many inconveniences, accidental and intentional jostling, insolence and ribald jest. A nine days’ wonder is soon forgotten. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. He thrust out a rhetorical hand. He spent a good deal more money and time than he could afford upon the little room at the top of the house, in producing new lapidary apparatus and new microscopic accessories and in rubbing down slices of rock to a transparent thinness and mounting them in a beautiful and dignified manner.
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