She was too late. His chest heaved violently, and big tears coursed rapidly down his cheeks. No one could take the place for anything but what it was, and even Gosse hesitated in the doorway. "My little fancy man's quite as fond of me as of you, Bess. She had better escape if she can. But this is not sufficient. ‘Trespasses,’ supplied Gerald. ‘But you are idiot. 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.
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