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“What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?” The girl shook her head. 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. Wood, who had recovered her good humour, quitted the room she bestowed a hearty embrace on Thames, and she told him laughingly, that she would "defer all she had to propose to him until to-morrow. . ‘Dreadfully untidy, is it not? Can’t abide bare rooms. I do not wish for you to see me feed.
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