And my word's law—with you, at least," she added, bestowing a cutting glance upon her husband. 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. She could think of nothing more to say. Flattened flowers aren’t for the likes of us. The gallows is in view—I see it with all its hideous apparatus!—ough!" and shuddering violently, she placed her hands before her, as if to exclude some frightful vision from her sight. He then made off.
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