A constant attendant at court, he had the mortification to see every one promoted but himself, and thus bewails his ill-luck. 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. "I know the house well; by the same token that it's a flash crib. ” He called for a hansom.
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