. ” “How could you!” She exclaimed. She tried not to notice how much attention Martin Chen had been paying her, but he had been bold enough to speak to her the other day. The old lady clearly read his state of mind, for the apparently irrepressible dimple peeped out. He motioned the young man to the rear chair, because at that hour the youth appeared to be a quantity close to zero. She could not part with dignity. “Why should one pretend?” she whispered. ” A birthday present of a microscope had turned his mind to technical microscopy when he was eighteen, and a chance friendship with a Holborn microscope dealer had confirmed that bent. She went to the table under the end window at which she had been accustomed to work, and found it swept and garnished with full bottles of re-agents. Amongst others, the watchman whose box was placed against the churchyard wall, near the entrance to Shoe-lane, rushed out and sprung his rattle, which was immediately answered by another rattle from Holborn-bars. “Don’t befool me any more,” he answered, almost roughly. " "Then this is not my child?" exclaimed she, with increased astonishment. ” “Ready for the performance next Friday?” Martin asked. “Sir John,” her aunt repeated, with thin emphasis, “is coming to see your sister.
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