She stepped on to the pavement almost before him, and his blood turned almost to ice as he saw that she was not alone. "Are you not that man's mistress?" demanded Mrs. “We banished his experiments to here in the basement from then on. Gwen—I saw Gwen the other day, and the paint’s thicker than ever. Last time— you made me feel snubbed. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. To-night she could have hugged both the old maids. From this perturbed state he was roused by thoughts of his mother, and fancying he heard her gentle voice urging him on to fresh exertion, he started up.
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