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” She stirred gently in her chair. Shortly afterwards,—it seemed an age to the anxious mother,—Mr. Sheppard. ‘She would not tell me. The big gray spaces of London, the shop-lit, greasy, shining streets, had become very remote; the biological laboratory with its work and emotions, the meetings and discussions, the rides in hansoms with Ramage, were like things in a book read and closed. Only Leonardo, and then Jack, had shown her that she might be admired.
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