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Tea in the laboratory was a sort of suffragette reception. It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. “You doubted me?” She joked. “That is as you will,” she said. Would you like to borrow some of my clothes? I think we're about the same size. Joyous, she felt the need of physical expression; and her body began to sway sinuously, to glide and turn and twist about the room.
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