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CHAPTER IV. VOODOO! VOODOO! Judith, ignoring Patricia's pungent remarks, turned her calm eyes inquiringly to Elinor. "Of course, my boy," he said rather bitterly, "if you choose to withhold your confidence from me, I have no right to force you to speak. All the same as I have been a second father to you, I think you should be more open with me.".
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