’ ‘Without permission. I learned the trick of the place from one Paul Groves, who used to live here, and who contrived the machine. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. But of what use to wear it when there was no one of importance to see and admire? ‘For shame, Melusine,’ protested Lucy, as the butler bowed himself out of the room. But leave me here in my home, child, I will disintegrate if I am exposed. Your uncle—our uncle is with him. . I will return to Manchester at once. CHAPTER II.
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