. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched. I was a novelty. ” She turned a firelit face to her husband. You are not playing to-night, are you?” “Not to-night,” she answered. Part 2 Before Capes could answer her in any way the door at the end of the laboratory opened noisily and Miss Klegg appeared. On a small shelf near the foot of the bed stood a couple of empty phials, a cracked ewer and basin, a brown jug without a handle, a small tin coffee-pot without a spout, a saucer of rouge, a fragment of looking-glass, and a flask, labelled "Rosa Solis. .
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