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” “It’s all the same,” said Miss Miniver. After a while, he raised his eyes; and, if their glance could have been witnessed at the moment, it could not have been easily forgotten. . She could still smell the now familiar scent of him on the girl's body in the makeshift grave. But eventually Spurlock laughed. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. But I don't look for peace on this side the grave. I can't invent; the thing won't come. Then Capes shifted his eyes to her microscope and the little trays of unmounted sections beside it. ” She peered at him through the semi-blackness.
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