She silently willed him to stop his pacing, to calm down. “If I sit here,” he said, standing up before her abruptly, “I shall have to shout. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. Did he not look for her in the morning when she entered—come very quickly to her? She thought of him as she had last seen him looking down the length of the laboratory to see her go. On the next morning—Sunday—the day on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the Harrow Road.
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