Wood, sharply. I know in Paris you pinched and scraped that your sister might have the dresses and entertainments she desired. 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. He rested his brow on his hand and conveyed magnificent tragedy by his pose.
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