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He dropped her hand at the obsequious voice of the waiter at his elbow. "Judith, my child, there's something up, and you'd better confess at once," she said gravely. "No one will hear you now while we're getting our places. What is it you're plotting?" Miss Jinny had a queer look, Patricia thought, as she turned hurriedly away with a murmured excuse about the tea table..
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