Part 5 The next morning she waited in the laboratory at the lunch-hour in the reasonable certainty that he would come to her. It was a purse. Bravo!—the best cly-faker of 'em all couldn't have done it better. Capes flashed to an understanding of her intention, sprang to his feet, and opened the door for her retreat. She felt her forehead repeatedly break out in a light sweat. Besides, you cannot tell where it will end.
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