"You tried to do something that was fine, and … and civilization would not let you. ‘Not another caller will I receive this day. He fancied that when they had had time to reflect, they would regret it still more. 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. The mother was far more real to her than the father; the ghostly far more substantial than the living form. The poet's appearance altogether was highly prepossessing. But the indecision, which had been fatal to his race, was fatal to him. “No, John, you won’t understand. .
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