" When Spurlock had finished the tale, touched here and there by his own imagination, McClintock made a negative sign. He was all alone, like herself. When next he asked for her, some twelve hours later, he was told that Mademoiselle had left. She is chosen to learn magic. ‘My name’s NOT More, Mr. "I am an officer in the execution of my duty. There’s nothing happened at all!” She didn’t mean, he concluded, to give him any more trouble ever, and he was free to begin a fresh chromatic novel—he had just finished the Blue Lagoon, which he thought very beautiful and tender and absolutely irrelevant to Morningside Park—or work in peace at his microtome without bothering about her in the least. She did not answer him, as she did not know what to say. He next searched for his stockings and shoes, and when found, put them on. She saw how overworked he was. Good-bye.
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