" The little girl's countenance fell. He knew it to be St. He continued to do this for the rest of the evening intermittently, in and out, among other topics. “Too late, my dear girl,” she exclaimed. 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. Only promise me to amend—to quit your vile companions—and I will forgive you—will bless you.
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