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Regent's Park! exclaimed Victor, and shook at recollections of the district and the number of the house, dismal to him. London buried the woman deep until a mention of her sent her flaring over London. 'A chemist's shop! She sits there? 'Mrs. Burman. We pass by the shop. 'She had always a turn for drugs. Not far from here, did you say? And every day! under a green shade?
"Count me out!" "Dear me, dear me!" exclaimed Mr. Bingle. Napoleon began to cry. He had a lusty pair of lungs. Almost instantly, the motherly looking person appeared in the doorway. She had been waiting for Napoleon's signal. "See!" she cried, holding up a bottle of milk. "I have it! To the dairy-lunch and the chemist's I have been while "
Charles had put the ticket there she had noticed the act. Her teeth almost chattered; she murmured something incoherent. Her husband jumped up and said, 'You are not well! What is it? What shall I get 'ee? 'Smelling salts! she said, quickly and desperately; 'at the chemist's shop you were in just now.
Stafford wouldn't stand, miss." "I suppose not," she said. "Are you going to ride into Bryndermere this morning, Pottinger? If so, I should be glad if you would take these notes to the linen draper's and the chemist's, and bring me back the things I have written for." "Certainly, miss," said Pottinger; then he remembered Stafford's order, and looked anything but certain.
She saw the man lifted and carried into a chemist's near by. Instinctively she followed it was in saving her he had come to grief. She saw him placed in a chair, the mire and blood washed off his face, and then was she stunned and stupefied still or was it, was it the face of Sir Victor Catheron?
Burning the candle at both ends I know! Odd life, a chemist's; pills and powders all day long, to hold the machinery of men together! Devilish odd trade! In going out he caught the reflection of his face in a mirror; it seemed too good altogether for a man who had committed murder.
The foot was so painful after tea that he could hardly bear his slipper on, and he went ashore in his working clothes to the chemist's, preparatory to fitting himself out for Liston Street. The chemist, leaning over the counter, was inclined to take a serious view of it, and shaking his head with much solemnity, prepared a bottle of medicine, a bottle of lotion and a box of ointment.
He put on the light overcoat the butler held ready for him, thinking he would take one look at Esther before setting out. It was still very early; the life of the house had not yet begun. He knew that he would not find the chemist's shop open, and it might be several hours before he could accomplish much, but his restless state would not permit him to remain inactive.
Mavis wished she had started earlier for Hammersmith, to see what she could find there. At last she went into a chemist's shop which she saw open, to ask if she could be recommended to any rooms. A burly, blotchy-faced, bearded man stood behind the bottle-laden counter. Mavis stated her wants. "Married?" asked the man. "Y yes but I'm living by myself for the present." "Of course.
He might forget her for weeks at a time, but he always reawakened to a sense of her being with a glowing impression that the world was more alive and fair. The secret romance had been very dear and pleasant. The end was come, however, and he was eager to pass it. His eye was attracted to a chemist's window, and entering the shop hastily, he purchased a bottle of smelling salts.
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