He turned his eyes and stared at Miss Garvice like one who wakes from a reverie, and then got up and strolled down the laboratory toward his refuge, the preparation-room. "To those who, like me, have never been able to get out of the dark and dreary paths of life, the grave is indeed a refuge, and the sooner they reach it the better. I should like Mr. Before midnight, I'll answer for it, it shall be done. A week later the manuscript was polished and typewritten, ready for the test. ” “Eh?” “I’ve forgotten something. Mrs. It was surely odd that her thought should pick up that picture and recast it so vividly. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. " "I hope such a thing never will happen again, my dear," observed Wood, mildly, "but, when it does, it will be time to consider what course we ought to pursue. She glared at him with satisfaction. CHAPTER I.
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