Her sensitive ears could hear her foster mother snoring in front of the television. ’ Fury was in her face. 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. ’ His face changed, all the humour and tenderness leaving it in an instant.
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