Part 2 Before Capes could answer her in any way the door at the end of the laboratory opened noisily and Miss Klegg appeared. It was Sunday evening—a soft delicious evening, and, from the happy, cheerful look of the house, none would have dreamed of the dismal tragedy so lately acted within its walls. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed. It's public opinion.
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