Voices floated down, but there was no sound of pursuit. “She must go her own way. What do you mean by calling me wretch, Madam!" she added marching up to Mrs. ‘Léonore, then?’ She shook her head animatedly, enjoying his attention. Anywhere! Moonlight and music—pleasing, you know, but quite unnecessary. 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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