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Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. She fought the inclination for a while, then surrendered. Courtlaw. I too can see it. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. “Would you wait for me?” Manning was silent for a space. He stood up and she ushered him out of the small room. ” A birthday present of a microscope had turned his mind to technical microscopy when he was eighteen, and a chance friendship with a Holborn microscope dealer had confirmed that bent. Nor, indeed, did she want to refuse.
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