” 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. ‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk. ‘Was you following, too, miss?’ ‘Certainly I was following. The shouts of indignation—the frightful yells now raised baffle description. ’ ‘In any event,’ Gerald told her, with a grin, ‘I can’t marry this one. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. ” “But—” “He left her alone. I was reduced to 170 a fool, for there were many pretty women from all walks of life in that teeming city. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate.
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